WRATH
Bhavana Sridher Chari
When God’s creation succumbs,
to the
tools of violent vicissitudes,
The agony
due to Nature’s marauders,
Lo and
Behold! Spells the doom ‘n’ danger!
When
panic-stricken womenfolk,
Rush to
safer domains,
Like the
‘panther’, pouncing back on its prey
The
hell-let –loose, spells damnation!
The dread
of unfathomed waterholes,
Passing,
unexpectedly, on the kindred;
Like a
tempestuous storm on a dead sea
The
warning of the unknown, spells wrath!
When the
bad, the evil, the wretched
Gnaw on
the disciples of divinity;
The fate
that is destined to be
Spells
obliteration, vacuum, cessation of creed!
As the
dragon spits out burning fire,
The
seething ire, the wrath of the benefactor;
The murky
clouds of a cyclone, that stall
the dusk,
Rains
alarm on the distressed humanity!
This, the
Satan, from Lost Paradise
Lingers,
still in hope, from fallen ruins!