MA_URAN

the rain pours
the wind proves its strength
a great calm was felt thereafter
faintly the moon shines
dark clods in array conquer the night sky
no single cricket made a sound
neither i heared a bark of a hound
only dtroplets of water touched my sense
a sunder in my soul
this is the world of worlds
where man keeps silent as the grave
yet, peace have been so elusive
man like puppets, deaf and mute
justice a history
until eyes are opened
no grace for humanity