Marathwada, the land of saints
Scanty rains and it's children faint.
Hunger and thurst made them lame.
No use on any one to put it's blame.
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Nature is very hard at times. Nice work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Ratnakar ji, i am touched by this sensitive poem. Praying that the rains would come soon and relieve the farmers from empty stomach and empty pitchers. Thank you for the support to the farmers. God bless!