Expectations

Either the way a skylark prays for water

To appease her thirst,

Or emerges a hope for paddy in the field

When will it rain first?

Peacock wishes to dance at will

In the tune of drizzling rain,

With distended tail-feather scattered,

Loitering in a green terrain.

The dried pond looks for water, hoping

Undulating waves on its chest,

Hundreds of Lilly to bloom with a smile

To promote love at its best.

Flowers in the garden with a continued hope

Of releasing their stress,

When will the honeybees start buzzing?

With a calm embrace.

A hope of affectionate touch for the tree leaves

Grows with wind blow,

The expectation of spreading the message of happiness

Brings out a flawless glow.

The dark confinement secretly prays for a hole

To find a ray of light,

The Earth wishes to keep its glittering glare

On changing darkness to bright.

People hope for miraculous solutions to issues

To have magical changes in life,

Before disappearing one’s self-existence in the world

Everyone expects to thrive.