"Earthquake"

Mother earth shivers,
and the tornadoes arise,
people still can't hear...
Mother earth cries,
and the floods flow by,
people still can't hear...
Mother earth shouts loud,
and the lava bursts out,
people still can't hear...

Mother earth swallows in,
and the people follow in.

Are people there who are left to hear?
and maybe they, had to sustain,
to Mother earth's thirst in vain.

And maybe Mother earth had to uplift something,
and stories formed a part of that something,
with every swallow a story being told,
and there were others which uphold.

But Mother is this the way you make us cry?
or is this the way you make your judgment feel by?
you swallowed in and people subside,
to fill another earth inside.

And what you left for people of other side,
nothing for them but to moan and cry,
So, Tell me... Oh... Mother?
Oh...Mother...Tell me why?

why was an earthquake of such a kind?
you left the country with tears outside,
and tears came out from deep inside,
though it lead to Gujarat's Trauma this time.

Its been a while writing down something...but i picked up my old diaries and saw something...This one was written back in 2001 during my hostel days. Things have changed but nature makes its presence felt as always in different ways. This one is very special to me in several ways.