O Hurricane! Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

O Hurricane!
Rob me, if you want,
of everything I have
but do not take away
dreams in my heart

Raze my home to the ground
uproot plants in my garden
blow away the silos of grains
throw in the mid of deep sea
my all troves that hold gold

Ruin my fields full of crops
leave me in utter fiery desert
do whatever you please to do
but do not touch my dreams

Hurricane!
My dreams are my soldiers
they can surely recover me
what is snatched from me
they are my lifeblood too
that keep my ticker going.