Harm Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Harm
A storm
Gives so much harm
Colossal loss
Of man and material
Any calamity
Which comes from nature’s fury?
Causes great alarm
With fear of irreparable harm
With life’s hard work
Disappear in seconds
With nothing on hand to survive
It is difficult to imagine and revive
Life becomes all the more
The burden to counter with new areas to explore
It leaves deep scare
With no courage to dare
Life is uncertainty
With lots of more “ifs and buts” in continuity
Yet life is to b lived on
Whether the life is survived or gone
I love this poem it is factual and shows realism. stan brierly3 minutes ago Even with disaster one must carry on. Comment 0 nice
Anna Laurencio4 minutes ago nice merry Christmas Mehta, anna here
Kay_ Ohh I like this! There's a great meaning behind it and you've got a nice way with words as well. Basically, good write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nice Ken Jordan31 minutes ago Nice