The storm strikes
with the most irregular beat
a harsh treat.
Tag: Storm
The storm blows with a fierce sweep
could feel the velocity as the trees fall deep
could see the fury as the plants and shrubs flew
could hear the whooping as, doors collapse from the glue
the storm goes up and down in great force
heaves and sighs with an explode in course.
that be the storm as seen outward
if it were a storm experienced 
inward
imagine the plight and the turbulence
the mind tosses over and over
the heart breaks into pieces with a shriek
tears roll down the cheeks
comes there the splits and torments
the head rolls and spins
a comparison unwanted and unnecessary
but unknowingly strikes in as if necessary.
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Gone With The wind
Gone with a wind
no remnants of any 
kind
to hold us in bind
as they are well behind.
No trace of them whatsoever
forgotten forever
think of them never
then you become clever.
Flown by the storm
they are without a form.
lie in the infinity calm
inflict no harm.
Past is very far away
no remorse be in the way.
go ahead in gay
that be the path always.
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All Directions.
there blows 
a storm in the west
hitting against the shores of the east
crossing north south in test.
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Loss Of Civilzation
A year ago
only a year ago
there was a storm
which came in no form
ravaging everything
leaving nothing
sweeping the whole
there was no hole
fit enough to hide
not in any side
but a mass of devastation
full of destruction
looked as though 
the civilization
had gone into hibernation.
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All Through.
Snow falling know not I
as I am in a hot country
where I see only the bright sun
almost all through.
At times I see storm and rain
Rain pouring incessantly
flooding the roads
invading the towns
making life impossible.
The sun scorches
all day long
extending a sweat
uncontrollable
and a thirst
unquenchable.
That be the place
where I lived and live.
all through
my life. 
It is a fastidious vacuum.
It keeps one out of form.
It makes one dull in norm.
It creates a violent storm.
Inflicting a terrible harm.
Causing a desolate charm.
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An Unruffled Mind.
Let it be a tremor.
Let it be a storm.
Let it be a hurricane.
Let it be a revolution.
Let it be an up rise.
Let it be a battle.
Let it be a murder.
Let it be a gory accident.
Let it be an untimely death.
Let it be a disappointment.
Let it be an embitterment.
Let it be unpleasant.
Let it be ghastly.
Let it be terrible.
Let it be happiness.
Let it be exhilaration.
Let it be a pleasant weather.
Let it be fun.
Let it be entertainment.
If the mind remains unruffled.
Then the mind rests in peace.
It revels in joy.
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Another Year Dawns
It is going to be another year,
The stroke of midnight is heard clear,
Away goes 2011 in the rear,
In comes in 2012 with cheer,
Pushing back the recession of last year,
Setting aside the bygone days fear,
The year that passes off was loaded with tears,
An outcome which threw all out of gear,
An economic show down that ran out near,
Upheavals that dethroned dictators clear,
Wars shattered the world to a sneer,
Storms ,quakes , floods battered severe,
Man stands aghast in turmoil mere,
Another year dawns in the sphere,
Making him to eye an empowerment in the veer,
Let he be blessed with all prosperity this year,
This is the hope for all every year,
Many cross links intrude making things drear,
Yet life goes on in eager anticipation unclear,
This is the story year after year.
What else do you wish to hear?
Wishing all “A very happy new year”!
It is snowing in the west,
It is sun shine in the far east,
It is stormy in the top north,
It is scorching in down south.
Nature has its own way,
Hosting a gale in the bay,
Holding the Sun in a ray,
It has its own say.
Rains play a terrible havoc,
Initiating an incorrigible flow back,
Quakes shake the basic track,
Imposing a bloody severe crack.
Storms ravage high and near,
Implicating a casualty dear,
Floods wash up in a rear,
Involving a great fear.
Fire rises in a flaming red,
Installing a feeling dread,
Snow imposes a shred,
Indexing everyone to a fled.
Nature goes about thus,
With a lot of fuss,
Provoking a terrifying gush,
Then subduing to a quiet hush.
This had been so for long,
It looks nothing wrong,
It is where we belong,
Much so Nature is a lively song.
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