Fierce Yaas- By Arush Sarkar

 

Fierce Yaas

 

With bated breath we waited for you,

Will you be ferocious? We had no clue.

When you finally arrived, you seemed frisky,

The weather looked all risky.

Sometimes you brought lightning, thunder, and rains,

Other times you brought dark clouds, gusty winds and strains.           

In between you let the Sun peep,

But soon you again turned to a creep.

The night before your landfall we kept tossing on the bed,

While there was constant howling and pattering on the shed.

We woke up to massive demolitions on our coasts,

Your wrath had flooded them the most.

Your name Yaas means jasmine in Persian,

But all you have given us is destruction.