An hostile reception
Morning cool breeze gives new hope with some message
It is enjoyed by all kinds of people regardless of age
It has same impact on the mind as some nutrition
It provides some zeal and enthusiasm with fresh ignition
High wind may support the breeze to make its presence known
It may add some kindness with the arrivals of fresh dews
They may prepare to leave the scene quietly for few
It is really amazing and thrilling for the eyes to view
Nature has many things in its armory to surprise
It has destructive power to play and bock the sun rise
Darkness may zoom over horizon and covey the forecast
There should be left no second thought and doubts to cast
It can bring number of surprises tour dismay
It can be termed as show of strength and power play
With its advent there may be fragrance and smell emerging from clay
It may unleash the reign of terror and impact will permanently stay
Sea waves may rise tremendously to shock the bank
It may clearly sweep the areas as if with devastating power of tank
It may spread its dragnet to clean up the areas and submerge the area
Prayers or humble submission will not help or any amount of plea
The nature has two ryes to reflect the kindness and ugliness
You may witness its fury with long spell of belongingness
Nature has tolerated enough of our cruelty and not objected
The tolerance has come to and end our little efforts rejected
It is clear sign of displeasure and properly conveyed
Its message must be understood and properly relayed
We need to respond to wake up call and honestly act
Nature can retaliate with all its might and react
It has natural reaction with a principal “Every action has its own reaction”
No restoration of natural order until we stop the destruction
You can clearly take it as clear signal or simple instruction
There has to be fresh out look with some new method’s induction
We re still not in position to withstand the nature’s might
We may have compelling reasons and approach may be right
It has everything to do with our survival and we must fight
Allow the nature to stay as near as possible with situation so tight
We may accept the helplessness as one time exception
The tragedy may occur often and needs fresh approach from inception
The deforestation, senseless killing of animals should find hostile reception
We must resist short tem measures from its very conception
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Why submit to nature?
Why do we submit to nature’s sway?
Consider it casual and attention not pay,
The Sum always rise with powerful ray,
Heat waves may burn skin mid-day,
Path barren, rest certain so not to lay,
Not a single soul or children dare play,
So is the cycle and we always pray,
Areas we prefer which are always gray,
Darkness disappear with mild glow,
Dews depart with fresh air flow,
Plants raise head with resolve to grow,
Flowers open up with hot wave blow,
Eyes blind with little energy spark,
Boats turtle, aground with hit from shark,
Fear grip the mind with dog’s bark,
But rest whole body under tree in park,
Heat waves compel living beings to run,
Floods play havoc but children have fun,
Seek we refuge to escape nature’s fury,
No respite but justice in absence of jury,
Cool, breeze and fresh air plenty in hill,
Natures always offer life but not always kill,
As disease not go off without proper pill,
So nature may offer alternate for ill,
Immense wealth and beauty lie with nature,
Secure is the life if we believe in the future,
Vow not to destroy future and destiny,
Prepared for the worst to witness after mutiny
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Simple alarm
It is not simple alarm or aimless signal
It coveys powerful message in original
If we don’t wake up to the distress call
Buildings and palaces will collapse and fall
Not a single human being will survive
Return of cold age with no sign of life
Nature seems turning against with fury
We can’t afford to be silent with luxury
Epic centers change their position
It seems this is beginning or transition
We may not believe in superstition
We can’t shun our eyes to the real composition
Millions loose their lives with sudden tragedy
Houses get destroyed as if to look as comedy
We watch it helplessly with no voice to rise
Accept the fate as it may not remain as surprise
It is not the quake alone that plays havoc
Earth is torn apart at many places or in block
Situation may arise when continents may submerge
New world map may appear as reality or emerge
We stand no chance to enjoy real nature
Many birds may not have habitat in future
No green grass for animals to graze
Sun rays may be all set to put everything ablaze
Whole world is reeling under severe cold
Miseries have increased many many folds
Cold waves sweep entire areas of globe
Who can stop this fury is only last hope?
Nothing can convince the world leaders
Only strong opinion can be asserted by readers
We should come forward with one voice
Except to raise the banners, we have no choice
Opinion or no opinion, we must come forward
This can be considered as real work for no reward
World may be saved from near extinction
We should have clear goal in mind without distinction
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A Great Player!
Is man playing with Nature?
Or Nature playing with man?
Man by his mind wants all;
He wants all under his control.
But can man control Nature?
Action and reaction are equal!
The more man plays with Nature
The more Nature replies by play!
Winter snow is too much for man;
Summer heat is too much for man;
Why have they become too much?
Man has meddled with resources
Nature has provided for man
And the reaction of Nature is high!
Rules of game man has to learn;
Then only he can win in the game;
Until then Nature is the great player!
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Cool Breeze
Cool breeze and fresh air,
Give comfort and raise hair,
Body relaxed and sound sleep,
Novel ideas and insight to peep,
What a gift from nature,
Fresh impetus with ideas to nurture,
Leaving behind past and think of future,
Fresh page of life with beautiful signature,
Never to loose heart or courage,
It is nature’s gift or message,
New avenues and new passage,
Bad memories but feelings assuage,
World doesn’t end with end of day,
Spring almost there in month of May,
Never close door for future say,
Who knows ship may come at bay,
After all future is bunch of hopes,
Great heights with steep slopes,
Even walking on tight ropes,
Nature is key to secret codes,
Learn to live with eyes around,
New things always nearly found,
Fresh wind raises beautiful sound,
Fragrance sweet from parallel ground
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As an artist
As an artist, I have developed some liking
Think about natural objects and surroundings
It is gift from nature with divine feelings
Anybody would exclaim and start praising
Right from the early breeze to down of the day
It is Almighty’s world seen exclusively from different way
There is so much mystery around all the objects
It is quite natural to arouse interest with subjects
The sweet melody is heard in the morning
It has become almost casual with warning
One has to rise early in order to witness nature
This is right occasion to observe in proper manner
The wind blow slowly with cool breeze
One may feel fresh but will not freeze
The feet may experience dews presence
No noise or pollution and complete peace hence
Slowly darkness escapes from the clutch
The bright ray has to descend with light to switch on
Only red shine in the extreme end of sky
As if the earth is awaiting and feel very shy
The advent of light completely change the scene
Everybody is gearing up and activity is clearly seen
It has brought new message of challenge
Everybody may try to solve it with different range
I have noticed from morning to evening
A complete change from time to time with swing
The mood change on each and every moment
You have golden opportunity to observe the movement
I see the rays coming out from dark clouds
They silently move without making any sound
It is not their finest hour to go around
They may move in isolation and sometimes not even found
I compare it with autumn in life
Life may not be easy but torn with strife
I choose the color and try to depict
The nature is very kind and not that strict
It may sweep away many lives
The old people may depart as dry leaves
The new born may make it sweet with their cry
The atmosphere may be filled with enough of joy
I take less interest in autumn
I long for peace and solomony affirm
I stick to nature law and confirm
Complete allegiance with it and remain infirm
I wait for spring to come with message
A union in offing with very good passage
My brush move with different colors
To form beautiful rainbow indoors
I may not be able to supplement natural spirit
It will deem as if lantern is dimly lit
The sun may blind our eyes to look beyond
The artist may paint it by looking refection in pond
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A peace offer
Nobody can offer you peace in mind
It is self contentment and nowhere can you find
It will come to you automatically
If you behave normally and very kindly
Peace can’t be had if we live under constant fear
Life can prove very cruel but everything you must bear
It may sometimes tear you apart and completely break down
You must take it lightly and never show any displeasure or frown
In this process nature is definitely with us all the way
You have to look around and little attention you must pay
Nature does not deviate from its course and behave normally
How can we act differently and behave abnormally?
Whenever you find that you are seized with lot of problems?
You must go to nature’s refuge and play the games
This may divert your attention and make you little comfortable
The problems can’t be solved by sitting merely on table
Keep mind fresh with brisk morning walk
Inhale fresh air and try to avoid any talk
It may generate fresh air to the tiny cells
Blood may rush in plenty in all vanes
Body too may feel relaxed and full of energy
It may then be converted like machinery
Body may work with full speed and cope
You may have no tension at all even when walk on rope
Cool breeze supplements to fresh air,
Give comforts and raises hair
Body relaxed to great extent and offers sound sleep,
Novel ideas pour in and you have insight to peep,
Can we not consider it as gift from nature?
Fresh impetus to mind with ideas to nurture,
Leaving behind past and thinking of bright of future,
Fresh opening of page of life with beautiful signature,
You should never loose heart or courage
It is nature’s gift or simple message,
New avenues are to open and generation new passage,
Bad memories to evaporate and feelings to assuage,
World doesn’t end with bad day,
Spring is almost there in month of May,
Never close door for future course,
Who knows ship may come at bay of course,
After all failures there is bunch of hopes
Achievements of great heights with steep slopes,
Even walking may be made easy on tight ropes,
Nature is providing key to secret codes,
Learn to live with all while moving eyes around,
New things to be observed always found
Fresh wind may blow and raising beautiful sound,
Fragrance may sweep over parallel to the ground
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A direct attack
The sun was its new height with direct rays
People were running for shed in hot days
It was really unbearable to withstand the natural fury
It was making everybody tired and weary
The scorching heat was killing many in a broad day
There was no respite and roads were deserted all the way
Not a single bird flew in to venture for water
They all were to die sooner or later
I have never witness such natural displeasure
What may happen tomorrow? I am rally not sure
The heat waves may continue for some more days
The earth is also tearing apart and giving away the way
It has affected our lives and brought everything to a stand still
The poisonous gases are released day and night from the mills
The situation is worsening and adding to the misery
We are definitely inching forward to ruthless slavery
The sun beams were never causing any destruction
It may soon be realized if we go on for more induction
The environment is causing great alarm and raises the question
We silently watch helpless situation but never find its mention
We have no other means counter this menace
We are going for economic recovery and finance
No one cares for natural wealth and its perseverance
It lacks honest approach with little observance
The sun may enhance its capability to play more destruction
We have no means to employ it with any of the instruction
The temperature has never risen to such an alarming level
I think nature too is not favoring us and biding for our farewell
Glaciers are melting and flooding the rivers on both banks
The huts are washed away causing enough damage and sinks
It is really feared that in coming days we may witness more
Such tragedies in large scale compelling us to search ways and explore
It has got direct bearing on our future survival
Everything is dependant on pragmatic approach and its revival
We may be able to contain at some permissible stage
It is still not too late to accommodate and manage
The sea waves are rising high and many more tsunamis are feared
It needs lots of efforts and whole machinery to be geared
It may not afford us any chance to come off from sudden blow
There has to be greater determination on our part to show
We may still survive and last long
The path chosen by us is very wrong
Nature and mankind must live side by side
The gulf should not be created wide and wide
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Simple Flower
I am simple flower
Blossomed in desert by rainy shower
Noticed by none but fewer
By early riser or nature's lover
I fear that I shall loose charm
People may cause lots of harm
I shall try to hide from cruel eyes
But will that prove worthy try?
'Beauty is in eyes of beholder'
Rightly said by many but nothing concrete to offer
Merely as lips service and loop holes to differ
By pushing divine concept slowly in coffer
Yet I have full faith
With nature and its fresh breath
That comes from morning wind
Where lots of beautiful things are to find
As I said flowers offer unique style
The cruelty may disappear for a while
The hard criminals too may think and feel shame
Why to crush natural beauty and share the blame?
I believe in and go for the observance of nature
That may beautify it and fully assure
The flowers may grown in natural atmosphere
There won't appear any kind of threat frat or fear
I believe and hold flowers in hand
It shall be an endeavor to preserve and to befriend
The message may go across and spare the wrath
Else it may be virtual destruction and amount to a death
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Swing High, Sweet Child.
When you awake,
Do you smell the fresh air?
When you arise,
Do you rejoice your sacred life?
Nature's tree,
Standing tall, looking in a fixed stare,
Nature's wind,
Cutting away, sharp as an blood stained knife,
Swing high sweet child,
The Earth is here forever,
Swing low little darling,
Watch as the branchs sway,
Nature's sea,
Will seize to be drained,
Nature's Rock,
Rejoices in a sweet symphonic praise
When you die,
Will you miss the fresh air?
When you fall,
Will you forget the true beauty of life?
Nature's tree,
Will continue to stand and stare,
Nature's wind,
Will continue cutting, this time a clean knife.
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Spare Us
It blinded me with almost brightness
There was nothing to suggest in its greatness
It was unique phenomenon and experience
It had clear message with its variance
The sky thundered with loud explosion
As if bombs were exploding with implosions
No sound can be heard but its impact felt
It was heating severely below the belt
I could guess some thing unnatural was in offing
May be in the form of some natural disasters
May be sky was to generate heavy radiation
Scorching heat to burn everything with suffocation
What was the indication of bright flash?
Was it the panic signal sent with rush?
There was use beating round the bush
One had to move fast with quick push
It reminded me of the warning and forecast
World was on the brink of disaster and extinction
No one can save it from the fury of the nature
Can this really happen with mankind In future?
Rivers in spate were at dangerous with current flow
Sea was raising its present level as if to swallow
Earth was cracking to daze everything to ground
I could hear the loud bang in bright flash with big sound
My cot was shaking with full vibration
I was in deep sleep with no sign of life as an indication
It was shout from all over that it is severe earth quake
Every one rushed to the open ground very quick(ly)
I was bolted from out side as others had made the way
Many jumped from high rise building without any say
Earth was shaking with vibration to destroy in seconds
I shouted for help but none could come including friends
It was spell of complete disaster with His approval
It had spell bound devastating effect on its arrival
Nothing was going right as it had played its role
Cry deaths and almost dead peace from soul
Many might have experienced such rude shock
It is sure that nothing can remain solid as rock
It has to fast disintegrate as never existed before
It is basic fact that has come to the fore
It is awakening call and truce signal from nature
All out efforts to be nature friendly and to secure
Possible alignment with nature and its environment
Some concrete move to prepare and seize the moments
Nature itself is not permanent in nature
It has so much to offers us for future
We may be playing with our own fate
Still nothing can be considered as early or late
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Hard snow
The surface was shining with glow
As the sun was lazy and very slow
It had no impact on ground
Everything looked beautiful and sound
It was all white and clad with snow
I have come very close to know
It has steel like quality and stiffness
Though very beautiful with smoothness
Every season there is fresh snowfall
It is beautiful response to the seasonal call
Change over in every season with fresh impetus
Life to be tested in different way thus
We pick many good things from nature
Snow may melt and that is fact for sure
It is natural to be submissive and change
As per environment and manage
I find it exactly the opposite
With some of the things very near in sight
I too find it quite natural with their non performance
It stays same and doe4s not change even at once
Nature doesn’t change so are the human
Same can be seen with man and woman
“We will not change at what we are and what should be”
The originality should not be lost to be looked very free
All natural process to take place in destined hour
Snow to melt, evaporate and form the cloud to pour
Again to come down on earth and repeat the cycle
There is constant change and definitely makes full circle
I wondered at the snow with concealed mildness
Though very hard outer space but no wilderness
May be the same with human nature only to reflect kindness
Retaining same hardness but presenting it with fineness
I want the snow to melt and flood the rivers
Rush with madness to touch the shores
What else remains to be seen?
I am at receiving end and very keen
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Love To Be Witness
I shall love to be a witness
See the changes in early morning and face
All that could be seen with own eyes
Birds with wings and all colorful butterflies
How the flowers shrink in cold breeze?
How do they feel covered with dews?
How do they long for first sun light?
I consider it moment cheerful and very right
I can't claim as natural lover
Neither am I strong supporter or believer
Yet no one can deny the existence of natural power
That is why so many flowers come up with first rainy showers
Ponds are filled with fresh waters from flow
Frogs make it wonderful with their trau trau* (sound)
All such beautiful things you can never forget
As nature is now in full bloom and set
Same pond, same water but with different kind of flowers
All have come up with first accumulation of water and showers
Not all may notice such beautiful and magnificent show
Where nature has given us everything in abundance in flow
Who will want to neglect such scene?
Where it can be again witnessed or seen?
No where else except in forest area of beautiful earth
It is exceptionally outstanding and can be called worth
I was stunned to glance at the gradual emergence
It is wonderful to see and observe by chance
Like birds, frogs and all insects I too join and feel part
It is beginning of an end and very good start
*trau trau.. sound of frogs
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Sonnet: Don’t Blame Nature
Why challenge Mother Nature, man, in vain?
Accept her superiority and pow’r;
One can’t traverse with equal speed each lane;
Take blame for every flood, wind, drought and show’r!
When hot, the excess steam must be let off;
When cold, one needs to cover to gain heat;
When Nature’s in a furious mood, don’t scoff;
Find solutions better and don’t retreat.
When Nature sends a breeze, man loves her touch;
When Nature blows a wind fierce, men rant, rave;
Yet, Nature balances her acts so much;
From natural disasters, man ought to save.
Align with Nature: Love the way she works;
But cursing God brings man more Nature’s jerks!
Dr John Celes 9-6-2005
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A life so colorful
I knew life can be so colorful
It may add flavor if one remains faithful
It is not to be spent as remorseful
Always In happy mood and purposeful
There may be quite logic and fun
It can not be brought back or re- run
Once the golden period is over
Later on you have to make efforts only to cover
It may change the color and adjust to another
It may be sad scene but providing also breather
It may be serious change over from bad to good
It is how we have followed and understood
Nature is smiling at everybody
It must be observed by somebody
There is everything around and in kind
We must go in and visibly find
Lovely green lush fields
Mountains clad with shields
White snow to sit for many more days
This is how nature acts and stays
The sun may throw the light
It will reflect very bright
Eyes may get closed in surprise
You got to know as if to be wise
It is not good magic
Some moments are very tragic
Some one departs and some one enters
This is life in the centre
The days to pass of and nights to set
The moon light to, take over and others to let
The joy of cool night never enjoyed in grief
Though it may stay for short and very brief
It is our resolve to fight the odd
That is strength given by the God
There is no use for hue and cry
We must go ahead without feeling shy
We are here to face the fury
Either with happiness or worry
We may laugh it out or feel sorry
He is there to act as jury
Sea waters may stay as blue
The eagles may dip in and still flew
It is not the end game or little start
Something to gain and something to part
Nature may play its part as usual
We got to take it as casual
No one can change the set course
Whether you take it as blessings or curse
I was believing in same logic
It was not proving as magic
The nature has its reasons with some basic
It may be means to live on with some tonic
I cling to future for ever
I need to face and come over
All short comings and drawbacks
It will definitely stage a comeback
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Dream home
An imagination for dream home continues
Not so particular about its construction or avenues
Not even location or in any particular place
Not so big, not ordinary also and not to look even palace
I shall prefer hut to big mansion
It will need no solid foundation
No fear of water logging or inundation
Natural air from all sides for enough ventilation
Well face to face rising sun
Same way silver rays from full moon
Stars too can twinkle and be seen through window
Cool breeze in morning silently to touch and flow
Eyes to explore vast horizon with no purpose
Think of its vastness and nothing more to suppose
Give all credit to almighty for creating such beautiful objects
Even looks itself gives freshness and influence views or try to inject
If it has river flow by the side with all its natural curves
What an object view it may create and definitely serve!
Such home can well be the pure imagination as an ideal home
We sand on the back of the river and smilingly welcome
Why do we go to the nature in the troubled period only?
It has lot more to serve the interest and avoid
The difficult and strenuous period to lapse
Create the self confidence and environment from turning tense
Not the mountains inject us with the idea to rise to that height?
Why even cracking thunder lights fail to dislodge it even late?
Solution is there for asking but we must have will power to act
The nature is always there and ready to help in fact
Even on flat surface green fields provide fresh air
Inhale little and you will freshness through hair
Mind that was bogged down may have fresh impulse
All the power to think afresh and strong resolve to repulse
Why to go to soul searchers to inside echo?
Why it should not travel at our will power and go?
Strike at the peak and come back with answer
But the language can be understood by fewer
Who has understood the sweet language of cuckoo?
It has made you to be carried away and fall through
The codes and its secrets getting slowly familiar
When mixed with lovely voice in the thick fresh air
I would prefer to be among tribal men and wonder in forest
It might have large area stretching from east to west
I shall have enough to eat and share its treasure
What can be real joy with all parameters unable to measure?
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Natural Phenomena
The sea waves rises so high
With only aim to give high hope to fly
Even with so much helplessness and clipped wings
When birds watch intensely and sing
It is natural phenomena
Otherwise there won't have been fountain and flora
It is natural gift and no conspiracy
Nature has allowed you to enjoy with privacy
Why do rain come in time and dropp the shower?
Why earth is so eager to find an answer?
Why does she wait for it to fall gently?
So she can enjoy it with joy and silently
What does she conceive in gentle knock?
Complete attack is contained without any shock
Fertile seeds are given new lease of life to emerge
Come out in open with green color and surge
Nature allows you to mix and avail
Don’t curb your wish or curtail
It is natural to feel somebody’s company
This might have been felt by so many
Let us raise no doubt about nature’s ability
Let us find out the object with beauty
It will never disappoint us and show the way
Nature may pull you towards and not throw you away
It is like gravitational pull
It may attract you completely and full
It has its own rules to attract
This itself is real beauty in fact
Some of he changes we may not like
Its simple features may not strike
Yet it has all round show to prove
You may find its presence when move
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An untold misery
Sky is over cast and covered with clouds
Free journey from one end to another with sound
”Still we are not done” and ready to rain heavily
You must receive and welcome us happily
We are not guided now by four seasons
So many factors contributing with reasons
It is unwarranted change but we are helpless
We move and deplete the weight more or less
We are over shadowed by compelling reasons
All gaseous emissions have been forced on
It is playing havoc with all natural systems
Our flow on earth is spoiling roots and stems
It is causing concern and destruction
No one seems to be following the instructions
No one is immune from following the pattern
This should be biggest problem and concern
Any obstruction to nature’s law may cause
Unbearable losses with long spell or pause
It is choice between survival and deaths
Though you may be following with good faith
Any temporary obstruction is understandable
Mankind is very much aggressive and capable
Any play against nature may prove fatal and decisive
The perseverance of nature must be on high scale or massive
The land is giving in against natural holocaust
The earth shield is lost with continuous blasts
It is feared the earth may cave and will not last
The natural wealth is loosing very fast
The desert is witnessing unseasonable rain and hailstorms
As if nature is furious and seriously warns
No snowfall in enough quantity where it used to be in abundance
There is unusual scene without any precedence
Still time has not run out and enough time is there to address
There will be unimaginable tragedy and permanent duress
We are forewarned number of times in anticipation
Still it is not up to mark to protect the inhabitation
Unseasonable change may bring untold misery
We can do it as certain things are totally unnecessary
This adds to agony and natural calamities
It is at dangerous to protect the lives and entities
We are emitting poisonous gases
Untold diseases with innumerable cases
Not only earth is polluted but rivers as well
No one will be left for stories to tell
We are all gifted with mind to think
We must take steps before it sinks
We can minimize the hazardous level at least
Some of the steps must be included in the lists
It is noble cause
Benefited for nature’s use
We survive to sing nature’s glory
What else can be the best story?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mist Upon the Placid Morn
Bleed out your beauty, Autumn –
Give up a gentle wrist, and smear
Your bloody hues atop the green.
Cast a calming throw of heady peace
Upon the cooling land.
And as you grant the sun a final fling of warmth,
Charge the silent air
(Now lolling on a foliar deathbed)
With earthen whiff to intimate the fungal push.
Soon you’ll send a shiver down the watery spine of
Quivering ponds, punctual brooks, and
Listless lakes, to warn them of the freeze to come.
Behold! your mellow spirit
Hanging as a mist upon the placid morn –
A sight that draws a sneaking tear or two – forlorn
Observers are we all of colder climes to view!
Autumn Lady, must you be the summer waning –?
Our adieu to fairer-weather life?
Ah well, at least you hum a warming tone, ensuring
Nature’s rhythm still abounds.
But now you must prepare the mind for chilly times –
You know the drill –
Guiding us along a sloping path
To ease our psyche in to sleet and snow –
The blue-ice bite of winter.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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