No one is calling me today <br />and I went hearing the call. <br />The call is sent by the sky <br />Through air and I am fired. <br /> <br />This time also I am hopeful <br />that the bees would come with honey. <br />With the honey I can sing openly <br />and the flowers would cooperate me. <br /> <br />Rain arrived late though to the fields, <br />And the farmers are their to make merry <br />Forgetting their money they have deposited <br />as crops insurance and security bonds. <br /> <br />But it is flood, come and see, <br />Come and if you so like, service be rendered.<br /><br />gajanan mishra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-one-is-calling-me-today/
