WHAT WILL ANGRY NATURE DO
WHEN
THWACKS OF DEBRIS
SLIDING MIGHTY GLACIERS
ZOOM OF SHOOTING GUNS
CLOUDS OF WHIRLING SMOKES
SHRILLY SHRIEKS OF
SWEAT SINGING BIRDS
EXPLOSION OF
NOVEL TYPE OF BOMBS
MAKING EVERY CREATURE
RUN A MUCK
PRAYER HOUSES IN DOLDRUMS
PRIESTS MULLAHS AND NUNS
PRAYING BUT WITHOUT EFFECT
RISING TOLL DAY BY DAY
THE CALAMITIES GROWING LIKE HAY
WITH WRATH NATURE IS SMILING
WHY THE MAN POKED NOSE
INSTEAD OF FOUNTAINS RISE SMOKE
COOL BREEZE DOES NOT BLOW
MEADOWS ARE THE DESERTS NEXT
EARTH IS QUAKING WITH MORE FORCE
THE WATER LEVEL RISING HIGH
FORECASTING A LAST DELUGE
Angry nature as angry poet too.......You are shouting your nature poem here, anyway......Powerful composition written with great metaphors.10+++
Luminous poem with amazing metaphor and deep in sense. I love it...10.
Yes Nature is revolting against its abuse by humanity in general...very good write Akram, but if I may suggest the impact would have been better had you not used large caps for the poem.10
An awesome song. When Nature is red in tooth and claw Its dreadful death dance has no flaw CP
a deep discription for painting the nature with an anger...... well done man. u could simply discribe an angry nature with words of wisdom. (WHY THE MAN POKED NOSE INSTEAD OF FOUNTAINS RISE SMOKE COOL BREEZE DOES NOT BLOW) a stanza line indeed..... once again Akram you got another great piece of urs....... good day to you.
Akram, you write for cause, keep writing before mans greed destroys all that is beautiful. He cannot see the beauty, he cannot see the crime he commits. Well written piece. Bob
A cool tune Akram.Peace be with us all and may it silence the guns.Living in tolerance and recognising each mans dignity and right to persue his God in his own way has to be a code for life. Sid.
U r right priests mullahs nd nuns are praying but without effect.. Coz its we ppl responsible for it.. When we completely surrender ourselves to the nature then the day ll come when its spreads love instead of anger.. By the way xclnt writing..10/10... Thanks for sharing.. *Smile4ever*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'amuck' is one word, not two hay doesn't grow (it's dead) otherwise, very nice work sir