It raged in mighty anger
like a hungry cougar in motion
leaping
catapulting
uprooting bedrocks
and wailing trees
people everywhere awed
unable to shriek
or hide their brittle limbs
in sinuous motion
every stone unturned
every hope blunted
like an un-kindled diya
hudhud hooded cities
without a tinge of regret
then a quiet moment oozes
out of the wreckage
only to let the eye see
how nature endures
bad moments of our lives.
A touching description of a tragedy...................................
October,2014: Cyclonic storm Hudhud making severe damages and loss of lives in Eastern India and Nepal.
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An intense portrayal of this incident, touches the heart with compassion. A great tragedy for India and Nepal last year, often wonder how they are doing now. Thank you for this poignant reminder. RoseAnn