Love Under Nature's Wrath, -By Subrata Ray Poem by Subrata Ray

An wild wilderness wails an yawn,
I feel the advent of tidal and the storm,
The dense cloud of un-rained summer,
And an unheard thunder of virginal burst.

Your eyes nice, seems weather –wise,
And passages of cyclone there wage,
And me be haggard, daggered, destroyed,
In hopper, anvil and hammer’s rage!

Trust of passion on higher love reacts to evolve,
Betrayal, tyranny, plunder, -succumb to solve
Nature’s wrath, the demon and witch volcano breathe.