Tuesday, May 5, 2020

The Red Teeth of Nature

The sound of the howling wind,
The red teeth of nature
Is about to approach life
With its horrifying furore.

The life that I am living,
Is always at stake;
The rough patch of the world one day,
Will horribly shake.

The iron rods and the bricks
Willl some day befall;
The tremors of the world,
Will lead to humanity appalled.

There will be tornado and hurricane
The iron vegetation will come to rust;
No structure shall remain,
The entire civilization will turn to dust.

                                  -------Krishna Acharya

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