Terrific Summer Poem by Thilagavathy Swamy

Oh! The summer is too hot as,
the sun is furiously passing its rays;
people are suffering in heat waves;
and trying to shutter inside caves.
Neither able to travel outside,
Nor able to calmly sit inside.
The rich are haunting hill resorts,
The poor are lingering street parks.
Kids are playing under the trees,
Old are sleeping in easy chairs.
Thank god for giving juicy fruits,
To escape from this summer beats.