Sudigaali

Day-10 NaPoWriMo-2019
Prompt: Weather Phenomenon 

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"Sudigaali! Be careful", shouted my mother-in-law on the phone.

The depression in the bay

A hot topic across the state

It was 1996, the first time 

I heard the Konaseema cried

In the eye of a storm

Twenty-three years later

There is no end to the fear

The eye visits us every year.

But-

That outrageous night

Was a page out of a horror thriller

The walls danced with shadows

The wind imitated the werewolf

The ghosts knocked on the  window sill 

And the roof  played with a rattle,

One of the longest nights, as the twister

The undisciplined child of nature

Wailed through the heartland.



Alone and scared-

Clutching my offspring 

Counted the shadows on the wall

Not knowing, if the roof would be our grave.

As the day gloomed in the morning skin

The images I encountered left me numb.

The backyard was an alien landscape

The well, a black hole

And the roads were  stacked

With the towering giants 

With broken bones and limbs

Water, electricity, basic needs

A distant dream for a week

The Bay of Bengal lashed

As many bread earners 

Slept on its floor

And a few swept the shore

A war zone of disfigured buoys

While their livelihood

Wobbled on the coast.







Participating in : NaPoWriMo-2019