SAND STORM
All through the sultry and humid day,
The sky had grown angry with reddish grey!
And the evening suddenly became very still,
As an eerie silence crept within!
When suddenly from the sky came rushing out,
As if wild hounds have been let loose by the
angry Gods,
There came the raging, ravaging, sand storm!
Lashing the tree tops and smashing window
panes,
Uprooting old trees by road side and lanes!
Ravaging and railing with its destructive force,
Blew the angry and relentless sand storm!
As papers and packets and old withered leaves,
Flew around like threadless kites on this summer's
eve!
My thoughts, desires and dreams,
Flew helter-skelter with the winds up high!
Like rudderless ships without direction,
With the wirlwind in its maddening motion,
With dust in my hair, in my eyes and mouth,
As the sand storm raged all around and about!
And after some time like a spent out force,
The storm abated as night drew close!
With dust in my hair, in my eyes and mouth,
And a coolness prevailing all around!
Dust am I, and to dust I shall return,
Once I wake up from my earthly trance!
And with the raging sand storm I shall rage
one day,
To join in this maddening dance in the month
of May!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
16 Jun 08
This sand storm, breathtaking, I was wondering where this phenomenon....... and it all ended on that great earthy trance curious write, liked reading it 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have created a vivid word picture, imagery- and i am reminded of the dust storms i saw when i was growing up in Chandigarh. what about the storm raging within all of us which need an outlet and vent. lovely Raj