A FIST OF FURY
The surging waves of the sea,
lashed against the shore,
The sun slithered down the sky,
awaiting the hour to be eclipsed!
The sky became dark,
The feeble rays of the sun,
percolated through the green foliages!
Slowly with a touch of steadiness,
Darkness descended.
The rains thickened,
kissed by the gushing winds,
through the trees and glasses,
The occasional flashes blinded the vision,
sparked a whirlpool of fear,
visible in the eyes, throat and lips!
The indomitable wrath erased the horizon,
rammed through the mighty heart of the – city and hamlet!
The dance of death,
Killed the spirit,
Lamed the courage,
Augmented the grief,
Unspoken,
Unexplained!
Snuffed out the life of millions,
Snatched the roofs of innumerable,
Washed away the grains of the field,
Uprooted the token of humanism!
Yet-
All is not lost,
The will is still alive,
moving on its cracked wheels!
Redefined-
The presence of silhouette,
An inseparable entity,
Waits eagerly,
Deluged with the clear light of the DAY!!