The pond had gone dry
No water was left for animals to drink
There was only one way left to blink
The trees have shed leaves
This made me to believe
In heavy summer
Only rain now can alter
The cuckoo sat on sultry branch
It looked death place by an every inch
The environment was deadly
The death was approaching really
Let us not turn it ghostly
Birds have migrated mostly
Animals have lost fertility
We feel the human life in futility
It needs sensible approach
We got to reach
Nature has tendency to teach
With kindness and help all as such