BIJAYANANDA MISHRA

 FLURRY OF THE FLOOD

A cascade of stream from the hill,
Blue waters, white foams reveal,
Dense forest, steep slopes, rapids,
Human life imitates a picture, insipid, (1)

Contrasts a mural of fiery waters,
Flowing down the hill encounters,
Uprooting trees, moving boulders,
Humans meet challenges, shoulder (2)

Havoc plays the rain river swollen,
Break embankment misery shown,
Temptation, desire, and lust unite,
Fail self-discipline life in bitter fight, (3)

A mirror of anger, an angry river,
The epitome of power lives in shiver,
Submerges villages, cities, and fields,
Human life sinks in remorse yield, (4)

Washed away, homes, depleted crop,
Ill-fate steals peace, happiness, and hope,
The river broke a bridge, Soil caved in.
Mudslide from altitude in between (5)

Alacrity stare breaks a friendship,
The bridge of understanding says flip,
The accusation grudge covers life,
Resemble like Earth, floods strife, (6)

Under moving water, stay grass.
The farmer withstands the fight class.
The urban and rich suffer so often,
Flash flood into the city warns caution, (7)

Several examples of a human life,
A flurry of floods is classic into strife,
Destroys everything, vanishes quickly,
Accept human catastrophe meekly, (viii)

Written by: Bijayananda Mishra
Date of writing: 20th July 2025
Themes: Angry mind and the flood
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