Unheard Poetries

Summer's Plea

Summer's Plea

Everything is black, you aren't back

You left me hanging, barely breathing

Summer is approaching still, you aren't back

If I pray to God, will you comeback?

Hope, beauty, reliance; They are gone

Trees, fishes, sun; There is none!

Hear my wish, hear my beseech

Come and let me see the beautiful world— I seek!

Until when you will hide from me?

I wanna see the world's beauty, badly!

But, what can I do? You hid me my happiness

To see the sun rises, you forbid it all: Heartless!

I wanna read books, I wanna swim

I wanna pluck flowers and trim

I wanna build a sand castle with glee

I want to draw a coconut tree though, is it really possible for me?

Dear God, my name is Summer

A child so hopeful yet frangible

Do you hear my plea?

Do you hear my call?

I just want to ask you a favor.

I want the world to savor. That

In this island, let me live like an ocean—

Giving different waves of happiness to someone

And this—

is Summer's Plea...