Poetry: The Darkest Hour

[This poem is dedicated to the victims of the double tragedies of earthquake and tsunami in Japan.
"May you find peace and solace when you most need it"]

The Darkest Hour

As the skies above turn fiery red,

And the ground below shakes our might,

A thousand cries for help go unheard,

Losing our conviction to a force we can’t fight!

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As the pillars we stood on gave away,

We grappled for a support that never was there.

To make hell hotter, we thought there wasn’t a way,

Then the waters came gushing in, showing us its dare!

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As the sea gave chase, destruction kept up its head,

Helpless thoughts and despair was all that it spared.

Through the darkest hour, as nature pronounced the dead,

We plead for survival, the only prayer left to be said!

                                                       - Vipin