With a silly mud-bund
I tried to protect my hut
But, the flood water inundated it
So easily!
I think now, there is no need of a sanitizer
So, the container too
Has started to drift downstream...
As there is nothing in between IN and OUT!
Dated: 31st July 2020.
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Plight of the poor during the surging flood (Assam) nicely captured in the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is how most of the people in flood hit areas living. Helpless and terrified. They loss homes and shelters. The condition of the poor becomes worse. A nice poem. Beautifully crafted.
Thank you for your kind words and encouragements... Stay safe.