Written by: Aarya Dhami - 27023, Grade VIII
Posted on: 11 November, 2022
The gusts of the wind
Furiously blowing anything
On the path of the Earth
The dancing trees that spin
And make it like a dance floor
Sometimes even falling down
And the flows of the tornado
Which blows through the country
Breaking the houses of many
O the wind, the furious wind
Taking out its frustration on us
Removing even the bits of dusts
Did we make it this angry?
No one knows why or why not?
