Adi Dantre, Class IX A
I am like a bursting bucket of water,
I emerge from the cynical water of life and death,
Falling like tears and descending from the clouds,
To rejuvenate young minds.
I am like the tears of god,
Crying for the loathsome sins committed,
Tears which emerge from a cycle and end a cycle in a fearful way.
I am the third eye of Shiva,
Bleeding destruction if too much and the same if less,
I am like the spark for fire,
Light for dark,
Cure for diseases and food for hunger.
I am rain.
