The wind is in rage
All bowed to its great fury
Which way should we flee?
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Some of the forces of Nature are so terrifying! A cyclone or a violent wind sweeps uncontrollably uprooting trees and toppling down buildings. Man becomes so helpless before its violent fury. You have captured the wind's tameless rage in these three short lines.
Typhoons are a usual natural catastrophe in your part of the world. Nice eloquent depiction of anxiety 10+
Absolutely a brilliant three liner.....powerful poetic expression! I derive enormous pleasure in reading this great poem of substance!
Wow! Profound. Though the words are few, we can all feel the wind's wrath.
A fabulous three liner! My great pleasure revisiting this wonderful work of yours!
We shudder before Nature's violent rage, be it a hurricane, flood or earthquake! Man's helplessness is exposed during such mishaps! Brief, but powerful!
An insightful little piece of work with notable impression with fascinating imagery! 'Wind' here is personified...A moving write on nature...10
The wind is in rage All bowed to its great fury Which way should we flee? .. ...fine Haiku
As far as I know, raging winds are to find in the Typhoon regions and the Hurricane areas, all over the world. The most destructing rain type that causes many many victims. Excellently worded haiku, dear great poetess. I have enjoyed a very lot. Thank you for sharing. A 10++++++++++++++++++++++ for the voting, PH said. God Blesses.
A timely warning, we need another Noah who can make a rescue arch. Perhaps nature wants to reduce the over population of this world now facing a shortage of resources. Yes, we have no way to flee.
Many states in the US are in danger of being whipped by howling hurricanes and strong storms. We pray for the safety of millions of citizens over there. A well crafted haiku, dear Ate Rose.... I love the way you picture the frightening situation........10+++++++++++++
The power of nature! ! ! ! With the muse of the wind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
And now my rake.... A storm fells huge trees which stand stiff in its way, but does not harm lowly grass, small plants that bend and let it pass. Respect Nature's fury.
Hi Rose Marie, I have a different take on the poem, than my dear poet Anilji. I look at it from a philosophical angle. Life is a ship in the high seas, where wind takes on it from all directions.
Nature's fury makes us baffled Madam Rose.