To The Cyclone Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
To The Cyclone
Cyclone, cyclone, of the ocean-born
Such fears arise on your visitations!
Such wind, such rain you bring along
On your path a trail of destructions
You lift the waves higher and higher
And drive the ocean to our home and hearth
Twisting and turning the wind blows
The branches snap, the trees fall
Sleets of rain enter our homes
Driving us higher to hills and domes
Rivers cross their bounds and grow
Through villages and cities their water flow
Animals and birds lose lives and fall
Prayers go up to end your call
A beautiful poem! You have captured a very pertinent theme based on the current situation at this point in time! I would love if you address me by my name as you are like my elder sister! If am very outspoken. When I am addressed as Mr Dillip, I feel my PhD degree is a waste!
A fantastic expression has been made on cyclone. So touching Real fact and scenery has been brought out. Thanks for sharing 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Typo: please read as: I am very outspoken