Dam in her soul broke.
Trees, homes, roads, awash like twigs,
waves decimating.
Is nature angry?
Rivers, a blazing fury.
Mankind stands humbled.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
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