No escape was offered
Stream of river, so bold
hue and cry in air
ancient story, as was told

that night was a bit too long
stars twinkling light in gold

bright moon was full & round
wolves were making howling sound

And then,
Rain turned in to a monster
fields gushing with water
panic started to swirl
and streets started to whirl

old & young many died
flooding the town, when she cried

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Manisha