Treasure Island

bhupender swarnakar

(2-10-1995 / earth)

Floods


Water-water everywhere but not a dropp to drink,
Disastrous situation here and there but no time to think,
No phones, no net so no chance for people to link,
So tell how they will save the one who’re going to sink.

In this huge big mess no one has time to stop and see,
Boats, tubes and rafts are there but in the huge big sea,
Some with blood in water while others with cup of tea,
All went underwater houses and even the crops in the lea.

Some are roofless and some under their waterproof dome,
Some are wearing floats while rest’re styling their hairs with comb,
So I just have this message in my gigantic personal tome,
That please don’t ever in heavy rains dare to leave your home.

Submitted: Saturday, July 09, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, July 12, 2011
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