The water, Ghazal

Fishes and frogs may need more;

to drink I want just a glass of water.

My eyes and heart are cooled

watching, from clouds the raining water.

Soul gets delighted when sit at shore

and see soaring waves of water.

But whenever rise, gets us terrified,

the sea levels of the fierce water.

The creatures cry when see it dried,

the ponds and the lakes of water.

I find no pond or pool to amass it ,

Life is also flowing like the water.

I tried to write but failed for all time,

the story of water on the water.