Thatched roof with heavy rain <br />Mouth opened, horrible cyclone <br />Loss-loss everywhere, no gain <br />Trees uprooted, bowed with pain <br />All cried but looked so forlorn <br />Who will have a war with nature? <br />Who will defeat the dream of our? <br /> <br />Sound heard from far <br />We and only we and nothing else<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cyclone-7/
