In This Bad Time Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

In This Bad Time



The crowd is silent
The crows are silent too
The funeral fire is down
Corpses are lying a few

The birds are silent
Inside their nests and listen
Intently to the muffled
Tones of suffering humans

The wind stops for
Hours long in regards
For those who died
Serving as vigilant guards

The rain will fall
To wash away all bad
Memories time has inflicted
Upon us to make us sad

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