"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Friday, October 12, 2018

Hurricane Michael Oct 2018

Hurricane Michael Oct. 2018

It is so quiet here after few night’s of rains.
Even the breeze blows today without a whisper.
Overriding the calm face of Nature, wrapped
In blissful silence, my thoughts wander upon
Beaches of Florida.

The astonishing images of horrific rampage against
Restive view of my backyard press in awe upon mind.
So terrifying to imagine life and livelihood
Of that area destroyed by Nature’s wrath.

The fierce power of nature hurling hurricane and
Tornadoes destroyed every thing along its way.
The world that we call our own, like every thing
Here owned by us, lies crushed and rumbled in
Matter of seconds.

Hurricane Michael goes down in history as 
The worst disaster hitting the American soil.
A reminder of Nature’s supremacy challenging
Human pride and arrogance in a menacing violent 
stroke of one black night.
  
I stare quietly in my yard rich with greenery 
Silvery sunshine spreads a message of hope
My thoughts waver between grief and gratitude.


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