The tremors of the torrent rain,
bellowing wind with a constant bane,
Escalating pain forming monstrous trolls,
broken dreams and restless souls.
Nature’s caper, ironic and cruel,
life in despair, a dubious world.
The homes built with affection and warmth,
All shattered and disarrayed,
The family raised embraced in love,
tossed in some transient deluge.
The aftermath of disaster so dreadful to watch,
Nurtured dreams slouched and crushed.
But then in the darkness you see a shimmering light,
A hope taking a flight like a restless lark,
You see hands bonding with trust,
Picking scattered pieces, rebuilding dreams from dust.
People coming from all spheres of life,
Breaking shackles of language, religion, creed or cast.
Though unspoken,
Their grit said it all,
They thrive to uplift humanity,
fighting every passing squall
When compassion drives any societal reform,
human race can withstand any passing storm.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Absolute! The human spirit is tired all over the globe. The stepping stones to humanities comfort await … may all heartbeats lead the way … What else are we all waiting for!? Hatred has spoken long enough! People are rising!Great messages in your writing! Congratulations! 🙌
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Very well said. Your words are always laced with positivity. Thanks for reading and commenting
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Your welcome! As for the positivity it comes naturally, even through all the heartbreak and pain in the world. I try to always live through my heart, it is the best part of each of us though many forget to heal themselves with their very own heart! Shantanu, may I ask you …what is the meaning of your name? It is thoroughly stunning.
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Thank you for your kind comment. My name means whole, also, there was a very famous king by my name in Ancient Hindu Mythology 😊
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Fantastic! King Shantanu. I will educate myself on the subject. Thank you for taking the time to answer my question.🙂
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Haha my pleasure 😊
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