Shila Sinha Poems

What a dreadful catastrophe
Took away the last breadth of thousands
Without giving a single moment
In a second, world is changed
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The poetry is a kind of art

Which comes from heart
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Words of senses

Brings out latent thoughts
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Man passes away

But memory remains
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Beautiful dream being in heaven

Came true, though it seems surreal
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Who were they
Near the stranded, distressed people
Deserted, isolated, lost all hopes of life,
In devastating catastrophe
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I heard a shrill cry

Heartbreaking Unbearable
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I remember the deserted beach

Still. so fresh so. green in my memory,
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