Everything is calm,
Not a sound to be heard,
In this distant little farm,
Not a cat, or a mouse or even a bird.
Shake Shake rumble the earth begins to crumble.
Suddenly the earth lets out a mighty roar,
My dreams break after every shake,
The earth starts to shake some more,
We're having a huge earthquake.
Shake Shake rumble the earth begins to crumble.
Smash! Grandma's ornaments shatter,
'No' I sob through a pile of tears,
Then the kitchen turns to a pile of matter,
There goes mum, my heart is speared.
Shake Shake rumble the earth turns to rubble.
I stagger out of this crumbling mess,
I feel a syringe of sadness,
Spear me in the chest,
And a wave of sadness washes over my dress.
Shake Shake rumble my dreams start to crumble
I'm glad the earthquake is subsiding,
But inside I'm slowly dying,
I've lost my mother and sister,
And now I start to miss her.
I am crying as my dreams are slowly dying
And now all I see is red as my sister is now dead,
I also miss mother the way she comforted me,
My chest ebbs with pain and so does my cut open knee,
And I close my eyes again and continue seeing red.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful depiction of the tragic and devastating effects of a terrible earthquake, well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Dominic.
Thanks, It is my first and only poem I have written