The earthquake in Kathmandu

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Hearts falling; arms calling
voices fading; yet wailing
bodies rolling;on the torn ground
once pronounced beauty-a rumshackle

and tears won’t stop dashing
past the murky crenated faces
unsorted screams staggering
lovely pieces crambling-

and all before the eyes
merciless; like wild fire
lovers’ flowers strewn on abandoned paths
humble creatures limping blind

Gullies turned abyss
the tired sky drops its head
all kneel before a stern earth
and it looks away in spite.

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