The Bleeding Heart

A dramatic, emotionally charged landscape of the Himalayas during a glacial flood. Turbulent muddy brown water rushing down a valley, crashing against rocks, with snow-capped mountain peaks partially veiled in dark storm clouds above. The mood is somber and powerful — a contrast between the serene, majestic mountains and the destructive force of the floodwaters below. Cinematic, painterly style with muted earthy tones of grey, brown, and cold blue-white. A single ray of pale light breaking through the clouds in the distance, symbolizing hope.

Resting in a silent storm,

A battle within the calm,

Nestled inside the Himalayas,

The glacier bid a goodbye to its home.

​Gushing down the riverside

With all its power and might,

Ice, water, and mud

Made the loudest thud.

​Humans remained unknown to the unpredictable,

The universe conspired the unthinkable;

Washing away with roaring water,

They grieved in their own salt water.

​Trapped within the debris,

Pleas and cries for help,

Buried in the deep — shrieks and screams,

Can we feel them? Can we help?

​Families and locals

Moved together in quiet circles;

Someone came to the beautiful mountains,

Another to seek solace from life’s run.

​It was a home to many,

A nature’s nest, a soothing harmony;

Pilgrims, tourists, or nature lovers

Flocked together as brothers.

​Flash floods ripped apart Nepal,

Heart-wrenching stories of survival came up;

Hope in the darkest tunnel

Is a human’s best-known weapon.

​Loved ones from all the corners of the world

Wait for one ray of hope—

A life amongst the lifeless,

How much a single breath holds.

​Artificial intelligence or technology can’t help,

Human chains and resilience shine;

Humans surrender to nature,

And nature in turn will help.

​Crashing glaciers call out to humans:

“We love you, but we’re warming.

Save us before it’s too late,

Only then can we save you.”

​Humans are great at rebuilding,

So why not rebuild and restore nature

Back to its roots?

Let’s begin from the first difficult step.

​Flash floods or quakes,

Rising heat or shivering colds—

Let’s halt the extremes

And heal the natural stream.

​My heart cries for Nepal,

Prayer is all I can offer;

Oh nature, do not punish us,

Just show us the way.

-Durriya Sakarwala. 


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