All were in deep sleep.
Sun had begun to peep.
They were hours of dawn.
I was disturbed by my own yawn!
Cawing of crows sounded weird.
I grew thoughtful scratching my beard.
Ominous, sounded the street dog’s bark.
Suddenly, floor under was starting to crack.
Fan from the ceiling fell on my back.
Before I could realize, I went dark.
How long was I under the debris?
I will survive only if someone sees!
My heart was beating hard.
Feebly, I was praying god.
I was smothered by debris and dust.
To survive, I tried my level best.
Savior came in the form of clock!
Its ticking was sharply heard in the dark.
Foot steps were heard above.
Debris, the crane started to remove.
I could see streaks of sunlight.
I was pulled out by an armored knight!
Mother earth, how could you be a nightmare?
To kill and hurt your own, how did you dare?
Your quake and shake are disastrous.
That turns you in to a monster, most dangerous!
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A wonderful peom..We human beings are in a some way responsible..We are wasting resources of mother earth.....So she some times shows her power to make us realize....yash
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thanx so much sundarajan.
sangathi
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thanx 4 reading, radhika.
indeed, we r playing with nature, a very dangerous game.the result is ecological imbalance,global warmimg , ofcourse earthquake and many more...
sangathi.
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Beautiful poem sangathi.
Yes Mother earth can become a nightmare
when her own children become selfish
and play with the laws of nature
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Sangathi !!
It's different !!
I don't think anyone has writen a poem about tremor in this angle...
Practical poem !!
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