SCATTERED LEAVES
A strong breeze hit the tree
That jerked the branches to and fro
And the leaves scattered in agony
Of loneliness. But the moment
Looked wondrous for the selfish
Wind, which collapsed more and more
Of these. Full of fear the growth
Takes place, sometimes that wind
Snatches the soul away, from the small
Bud that's never ever seen
The ray of the shining sun.
The sight of broken branches is horrifying
To the core and the wind
Even ravages the whole tree apart.
and whom do we pray
For the pains of those poor orphans
And those widows?
And whom do we pray
For the powers we need for striking
The evils away and live in peace?