Her cry slowly turned feeble.
merged into blasting chaos.
I still see her faded sad smile,
hiding in a dropp of her tear,
yet to drip from eyelids.

Monsoon clouds stand still,
as hopes of rain still alive.
Heat waves had drained blood,
Earth sighs with cracked lips,
as Frogs start crocking “pekrom”.

Satheesan Rangorath

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-smile-7/