Avalanche Poem by Mohammad Abdullah

For the sake of fun,
For the sake of thrill,
He just had to go skiing,
Against his family's will.

On the Mountain top,
The snow lustred white,
He packed up all his gear,
And skied down the height.

But aghast! He cut the snow,
Down came the avalanche,
What slipped through his fingers,
That life was merely a chance.

Never was he found,
But little did the know,
His heart was still beating,
Ten days, under the heavy snow.

But against all odds,
He struggled to get out,
His life was like a land,
Inflicted by a drought.

He rushed back home,
He glanced through the window,
His children were lifeless orphans,
His wife died a widow.

'A father, A husband, A friend'
Was engraved on his tombstone,
Alive, but whom to live for,
Alas! The seed of his death was sown.

Life slammed the doors on him,
Turmoil, with anxiety in his head,
The living corpse, jumped off a bridge,
'An Unknown man was found dead'