Mighty Hazards

Mighty rivers blow hard on their surroundings,
The environment relays special images of discontent.
It freezes on you, your livelihood has suffered,
Possible fuel has been achieved all on you.
May the virtues so loved be actualized,
May these devilish hazards be forgotten.

A loose rope has fallen, too mending of you,
For you missed it falling and landing,
Living with the sea and its boats afterwards.
Mighty rivers go, many livers are so gained
By the benches of surgeons, and their knives.
The hazards of water render us unfortunate.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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