After Earthquake

Here was a home
Five rooms were in to it
Where whole family fit
Hedges of happy flowers
And a big wooden tower
Hugs it, and pours love shower
Sweet dreams and children
Giggles there and woven
In to untied divine knot

But very different was last morning
Argument in earth's womb; she was trembling
Innocent sleep disturbed by enormous sound
Body of home had lots of wound
Roof mingle with floor
And window with door
Dead bodies laid on ground
Deep silence and a ret around
Ruined dreams and debris
Victim of that crisis
Nature's anger manifested in many way
But always innocent has to pay

Now that childish home is no where
And sweet family has no body to care





Poetry by Aashish Thakur
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Written on 2006-06-12 at 11:12

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Teala
This is a very good poem about a horrible natural disaster. It is horrible that these poor people had to go through this AGAIN!! Great tribute to them.
2006-06-12