Look down, give a glimpse before you sour away in your own serenity, before you accuse me of being so dry... and unwanted...

Look down...

Before you take away your moisture, before dews form on remaining few leaves of the past greenery...

Look down...

Before you race away to join other blessed ones, to feel your fullnesses...

I still have traces left of my tranquility... i wasn't what i am...

A dry land...

NO RAIN!!

I chase them to the eternity...

till the fall of horizon, they were filled,

they were dark, they dazzle and burst out with spark,

I ran looking up for few drops, they rumbled with laughter and went away...

I left alone in the green dry land, without rain...