Aftab Alam - Cyclone

Thatched roof with heavy rain
Mouth opened, horrible cyclone
Loss-loss everywhere, no gain
Trees uprooted, bowed with pain
All cried but looked so forlorn
Who will have a war with nature?
Who will defeat the dream of our?

Sound heard from far
We and only we and nothing else

Aftab Alam

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