You came, You conquered,
You took us by surprise,
We depend on you,
We live by your side,
We worship you as our mother,
Is this the gift you give your children?
We made our lives only on your resources,
Whenever we are in distress,
We sit by your lap,
We adore your silent procession
And relish your rhythmic heartbeat,
Your hush of silent surfing,
We seek your solace and sing your glory,
You drench us in your divine drizzles
And make us feel fresh and soothing,
You provide us relief and rejuvenation,
You lit up our spirits high,
You had been a good Samaritan,
What happened to you?
Who troubled you?
Why did you panic?
Why did you turn turtle?
And shown your ugly side
You swept us away,
You made us homeless,
You snatched our loving ones,
Where did you take them?
Why are you so aggressive?
What made you to seek revenge on us?
Your mask is revealed,
You showed your devilish attire,
How can we worship you?
We plead you,
We wont come near you,
Don’t repeat your feat,
Don’t punish the innocents,
Don’t come back again,
Never, Never, Never again! ! !
very sad, life seem so un fair some times, very well writ, my heart goes out to you
a poem of grief-of not wanting to experience the whole event ever again...
Hi Vijay, Excellent poem I liked it a lot! ! I like the beginning very much: You came, You conquered, You took by surprise... It is a very strong beginning. Sharp and effective. Like a Caesar the tsunami conquered all. I love the metaphor. Also I like very much the perspective of this poem, that is from the point of view of the local populations and their gods. You could also make it bit sharper, that is: enter into their mind and explore and dress it with their words. But well done. Also I like that water is portrayed in this way. After all it can be a life giver or cruel. And we are all trying to make sense of it in our own way. It is a good poem. It needs a little bit of filing here and there to make it perrfect. You also have given me some idea for some new poems of my own...thank you. Enea
some beautiful lines, it was an undersea earthquake, the size and displacement of water plus the distance and formation of the coast are directly proportional to the impact. The sea is beautiful but not a God. To worship God our creator is to receive warnings in our dreams.
I tried to decipher your poem without reading the explanation for quite sometime. I couldn't. Great work, Vijay. Who is to blame for this disaster? My heart throbs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think this is really good you write with a great passion that really show meaning