A Windy Day on March 28th [POEM]

A subtle cloudy weather, dark and downcast
Wind sweeps in with a speed so vast
Devoid of any radiance, rages and hurls
A tranquil city up in whirls

The rumbling and roar of the gust
A city covered in the cloud of dust
The violent dance of trees and shiver
Ruffles up the flying leaves, hither and thither

Then rain showers, with thunder
Windswept desolate city remains in surrender
The slow motion of all coming to an end
With a sheer hope of incandescence 


-Sris
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#A memory of March 28th

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  1. UnknownMarch 28, 2016 at 5:41 PM

    Awesome.. Girl!!!!😘😘😘 ..... I was soo.. Scared.. Yesterday....

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  2. UnknownMarch 28, 2016 at 5:41 PM

    Awesome.. Girl!!!!😘😘😘 ..... I was soo.. Scared.. Yesterday....

    ReplyDelete
  3. UnknownMarch 28, 2016 at 6:39 PM

    Haha!! thanks
    ....were you outside when it was windy?

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