HOPE AND HAPPINESS

The clouds that go across oceans

The mighty land you see beneath

With hope that rain would come by

The happiness of a simple farmer inside

I look up to the clouds that were above

A child-like hope to find it by

As the drops from the heavens appeared

The flight of happiness never seem to disappear

It rained and the rivers rised

The roar of the mighty clouds that cried

Cried the tears of the heavens

My life just returned

It’s hard to find happiness like this

My heart which opened up to this

My mind at ease at last

I wish the happiness will last

From time to time I remember

The youth of my life that splendours

I thanked God for his eyes

A petty farmer’s plight

J. Sriram

III BA (PJoE)