Gust

The wind has been incomprehensively powerful

A heart, rebel it has become and wishes to resist the outrage

Somber face but clenched fist and a strange turmoil between

It feels lonely at times and offending to the vacuously powerful

It cuts across the determination, but not too deep to slay

Terror of uncomfortable silence can be vanquished

The only reason can be found entrenched in the soul

~Amitav