The Earthquake Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My home is brought down
Roof is broken and flown
Whom to blame and disown?
Only to weep with face so much frowns

Whole land is devastated
We failed to understand and underestimated
The major impact was never stated
The rector scale has it highly rated

People may call it by different name
The impact and its after effect is same
Only to look at sky and ask for mercy
What else can be asked from almighty!

It was never of our doing
Yet it came with surprise for undoing
Our years of input with hard work
We are suddenly left with no worth

I have come up again with little blessings
Still something is not found or missing
God, please send us no shock waves
We have just escaped close shave

How dare sea can raise so much?
How can it threaten us with tactics as such?
We had banked so much on your mercy
We are no where o, powerful almighty

We need to survive with your grace
Can’t we afford to have smile on our face?
We are afraid of this deadly race
We are shot sure to be wiped out in any case

Smile on us and spare from agony
It is none of mistakes or folly
We have witnessed no such fury
It is causing us so much worry