The tempest

Sweltering on a sultry day

As the sun shines on the bay

The sky grumbles and clouds roll

Thundering trouble foreseen 

As cacophonous rumbling heard

A storm incoming

Roost stirred, fledglings preserved.

A gloomy silence overcomes

As dark clouds assemble 

The sun cloaked in grey

A jagged streak piercing the sky

An anvil struck the auditory sense 

A dark day like the devil’s soul

Malicious clouds gyrated in rebellion

 Mighty winds raged through the woods

Tearing limbs and hoods

Clouds burst into a gushing waterfall

The rumblings quietened

The smiling sun returned

The tempest fury calmed down

As a colourful rainbow smiles on.

– Pradnya Surve


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Written by Pradnya Surve

A child counsellor and teacher, enjoyed every moment of motherhood
My Masters degree in Child Development and Family Relations is a value addition to a basic affinity towards people

Reading and writing is passion inherited from my family who were voracious readers, lovers of art and theatre

I am fortunate to nurture my interests having a life partner with similar interests. My children too are taking forward the legacy

Proud to be associated with Artoonsinn which is family for me

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