About Poem Hunter Poem by Kishore Kumar Das
About Poem Hunter
Yesterday
the sky was clear
myself absorbing the sunshine
mind getting hot
the ground was dry
I could not see my reflection
Today
suddenly clouds hovered around
and strong wind brought with it
torrential downpour
there's water everywhere
I can at least see my reflection
and that of others
Tomorrow
Will the rain usher green grass in a barren field?
or quench the thirst of the needy?
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7/23/2025 2:39:06 PM # 1.0.0
depends on the thirst you need to quench, thanks
mental thirst! !