Flowing Hard to Reach the Ocean

In a matter of days,
In a drought struck lace,
My million friends died.
By saying this the little droplet,
His tears he didn’t abide.

When he was in the Himalayan plains,
He had a billion mates.
All glittering in the bright sunlight
In this world, full of hate.

As he crossed the mountains,
Slowly came the hills.
Filling water in natural fountains,
He made a lot of deals.

The stream that carried him,
Had a lots and lots of water.
It was broad at some points
And narrow at the other.

Then suddenly in the plains
There came the cool and soothing rain.
More and more droplets fell
The overflowed stream made the plains hell

Yes, there was flood as rain didn’t stopped
From falling deep down
People started using their,
Umbrellas coats and rain roof gowns.

There was water all over,
The river overflowed.
Lakhs of people, homeless,
Still the rainfall didn’t slowed.
People prayed for help
From the supreme god,
Finally the nature mercied
And so did the sun lord.

Finally, the rain stopped
And the sun shone brightly
The water started drying
Slowly and slightly.

Again I started flowing
After joining the great river
People bathed every morning
And the cold water made them shiver

I flowed and flowed and never stopped
Until I reached this place.
We never knew, it is drought stricken,
So we lost a lot of glace.

One day I will reach the ocean
I dream about it, everyday,
I’m optimist and believe
“Where there is a will, there is a way”.