Aila, Bulbul, Fani, AmphanSuch innocent namesFor the havoc they became. The trembling trees, the dark skyThe strong winds, the heavy rainDestruction is their only reply. The rain that feels like falling stoneUprooted tress and glass smashedThese raging winds are called cyclone. Those furious wind will … Continue reading Cyclone
There is something reassuring about the moonAll alone in between the starsGlowing with the borrowed lightMarked by the deepest scarsIts beauty never lie. Like some fleeting soft and silvery dreamIt changes its appearance and its gleam.It listens to all your sorrow and sinAnd yet comfort … Continue reading Moon
Somewhere between the forestNature has kept a beautiful secretHidden safely amidst the dense woodsYet running wild and free. Somewhere from deep downA gentle roar can be heardGrowing louder and ferociousWith each and every turn. Somewhere in the cool breezeBlowing along with the mistMoss, dust, leaves … Continue reading Lost in the Falls
Hearts and Minds 