Ananya Guha


Weatherbeaten Days - Poem by Ananya Guha

riverines are deep
and waterfalls echo
sounds. as the mist unfurls
flowers droop, lightning strikes.
death is a prey.
come what may.

in winter there is blessing
with the year ending
that a new one will break
the cycle of happenings
and new ones (happenings) will take place

but the river will still spout
venom.floods will devour the hungry
angry, the pacific

weatherbeaten days never end.

Topic(s) of this poem: days

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 22, 2015



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