White snow
It had snowed for hours
We remained completely indoors
There was no other go then to confine
Though we all were feeing very fine
It was season’s first fall
We waited for nature’s call
The land was covered with white sheet
The area was deep and clad with many feet
The children came out with no fear
The joyous voice was there to hear
They had their own choice to celebrate
It was wonderful experience to narrate
May be we are representing snow
We have not prepared ourselves to grow
Now as river water is frozen to by Celsius zero
There won’t be any reason for us to feel hero
The relations are frozen to dangerous level
There is hardly anything to project or tell
We have become symbolic as nature
Flowing away from secured line of future
I know every year it may come and snow
The icy winds may be faster to flow
It will send chill waves into bones
The ill waves will never be by gone
I will grow with all sorts of cold and rain
It will be only aimed to get something or gain
Nothing is compared to the quality of nature
As he is totally unaware of it or sure
What will be impact of my cold behavior?
Nothing so far as my nature is known to others
It has deep in our blood and mind
We are not for anything good to find
The cold spell may last long
The snow is part of life and belongs
It may bring fortune little later
When turn into water with complete situation to alter
Though clad completely white over vast area of land
We see no hidden plot from nature’s hand
It is her yearly schedule to be in time as expected
We are here to honor it and positively acted
Though very harsh during complete season
We face it willingly without any reason
It has its own charm and in right place
Complete world is in joy to rush for race
It does not baffle anybody not even local man
They are used to it as normal human
The sports person may have their own inception
The general feeling is for warm welcome and reception
We have into being with reality
Nature has its own cycle and quality
We are not copying any of the hard hit calamities
It has its own inherent inbuilt utilities
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Snow
Nature is exchanging icy blows
So severe with wind and flows
It is time for arrival of snow
Winter may set in and grow
Snow may get heavy with shield
Not easily impregnable and yield
She may be spread in vast field
Solid rock like and water not filled
You can skit on her with full speed
Got to be careful and not to skid
You may be of the track and have no lead
You must pay attention and heed
So snow is getting hard and hard
Not letting in anybody to guard
May be wants to stay for little longer
Getting day by stronger and stronger
Enough water inside the hard core
May be very mild and feelings bore
When she will face the hot season?
Flow will be easy and smooth with reason
When nature remains protective?
So the human beings too proactive
Every time on guard and active
So nice with kind heart and suggestive
Heard about snow by friends and in books
I don’t know how many years it took
Witnessed heavy down pour turning into snow
Golden glitter and shining surface glow
Snow may be sports or luxury to the rich
Ordinary may find it dream beyond reach
What does the snow give message or teach?
White represents compromise and preaches
Fertile land and vast areas covered and buried
Single kingdom coming to halt and nothing carried
Still it has its own area of influence and joy
Keeping all beauty intact and doesn’t annoy
She may retain hard shield for few more days
Warm days may definitely force her to part ways
One has to melt with for showing the original color
Strengthen the bonds with message and not sour
Long spell of any thing is always disastrous
It has its own notoriety making ill famous
People may always pray for wet spell to end
Welcome the hot wings and embrace as friend
It is good to be part of natural cycle
With change in it makes full circle
Constant change is quality of nature
Bright sunny days are only future
Nothing lasts and stays as permanent
May remain pleasant for little moment
Time comes when one has to change
Change complete schedule and arrange
What is left behind is only fragrance?
Good smell to spread for instance
One may stand quietly and have a glance
Feel pulse of it as rare and unique chance
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Power Displayed
As the snow fall blankets the earth, we get a glimpse of nature’s worth,
Seeing the things done only by God, when He touches the earthly sod,
With a deep cold and its chill, surrounding an area at the Creator’s Will,
With many waters in winter’s hold, God turns them to ice in all that cold.
With the snow painting a scenic view, in full vision of both me and you,
Scenes which by many are viewed, yet by some the initiator is skewed,
For The Lord is the weather changer, not one, some call Mother Nature,
As God paints with His sovereign brush, in the midst of our winter rush.
But, that pace the Lord stops fast, with both ice and snow that will last,
And for ever long as God wills it to, in altering the pace of me and you,
Friend the Lord God does the same, when using floods and heavy rain,
With just water to change the pace, of the much misguided human race.
And it’s not just a season or two, for we see His power all year through,
Within the rain, snow, wind and hail, God’s Power on earth does not fail,
But, what truly fails are men’s hearts, when from the Lord a soul departs,
Rejecting The God of all Creation, they turn to simple man’s explanation.
Yet, having no sense of Godly fear, they fail to explain why we are here,
Dismissing all thought of a Creator, they have no need to seek a Savior,
Even as He displays power on earth, they lean on man’s temporal worth,
And soon the power of The Son, will be displayed on earth for everyone.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
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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Pack of cards
'Come to me, I will take care'
Lord Krishna told and warned to be beware
Act as per conscience and in conformity
There won't be any cause to feel later on pity
Some of the answers lie with nature
They are to be preserved for very sure
Nothing is done against its structure
We as human being will have to assure
Now a day’s desert is experiencing snow
Ice winds cut across and blow
Seasons are changing and play havoc
The nature may have something bad in stock
Rivers are causing damage and always in spate
The damage and losses are difficult to state
We have played enough against and now must be ended
Nature is totally neglected and seems visibly offended
This can be termed man made tragedy
We must be prepared and get ready
Still it is not too late to remedy
Enough can yet be done to make it steady
Rising flames will engulf all
Radiation hazard may rebound like ball
Whole atmosphere may be polluted
Who knows what future for them may be committed?
No object can stand onslaught of nature
Nothing can be made full proof and secured
They wall fall like pack of cards
It will turn complete area into graveyard
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An awakening for nature
How I could be nature hater?
I was to learn it little later
Life needed natural and mineral water
Nature was God’s lovely daughter
No one can be so cruel and harsh
How can we turn beautiful land into marsh?
Where will we go to clean our ills and wash?
Will it not be too late to realize and cash?
The ideas to uproot trees and diversion of rivers
Drying up of its bed and depriving the fervor
What madness we are allowing to nurture?
What best an we expect in future/
Nothing is going right from the beginning
Whole climate is about to witness worst spinning
Nothing can go well with complete provocation
It has disastrous beginning with clear indication
Glaciers are melting with result to spate in flow
Havocs all over and nothing can help us to grow
Can we not take simple resolve at least one tree to grow
As for mercy and genuine feeling with sincere vow
Nothing can stop us from facing the slaughter
We have everything in common to face the disaster
Earth’s inner bed is moving to cause a quake
When will we move sensible and keep awake?
Have we become mercenaries of all kind?
Don’t we see any good reason behind?
It is still not late to understand and find
We can judge the warning from the speed of wind
Many more tsunamis, earthquakes and volcanic eruption
Draughts, excess rain and atmospheric disruption
Still we venture on stalling the nature’s cycle
How can we create blockade in full circle
Nothing is safe with beautiful mother land
She has nothing good to offer on hand
We have hand cuffed her on all the sides
She has only way to counter with waves and tides
Lament not if that turns to be good prophesy
We may die with poisonous air and ask for mercy
Nothing will be left to survive with bare minimum
We got to be vigilant by not keeping silent or mum
We can’t afford to show the laziness or indifference
We got to draw the line with clear inference
If nature is kind enough then we will definitely survive
It has to be all about efforts to strengthen and revive
Let us loose our yoke on water, ground and atmosphere
We may then be from any future catastrophe or fear
If not so then be prepared for all consequences to bear
We may witness new calamities to throw us out of gear
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Mother Nature Can Be Fickle
Winter’s cold is Mother Nature’s way
Of saying, lie with me now, lay your head on my breast
It’s snow, a blanket under which to lay
Neath a crystal cover, enjoying winter's cold caress
Frost rimed windows … Mother Nature’s art
Icy abstractions painted with frosty finesse
Crystalline concoctions that form only a part
Of Mother Natures wonderful winter largesse
Ice coated limbs of slope shouldered trees
droop drowsily down as if fallen asleep
Unable to sway in winter’s frigid breeze
Appear as white mounds, when the snow drifts deep
The stillness one hears on cold winter nights
Broken by the sudden crack of ice laden boughs
The ethereal essence of undulating northern lights
Headlights in the sky for Nature’s snowplows
All is withdrawn, in awe of Nature’s might
Willingly waiting, deep neath frozen ground
Safely sequestered, from winter’s cruel bite
In warm tunnels and burrows, til spring comes around
Mother Nature invites winter into her domain
Cohabits with coldness, wantonly sleeps with Jack frost
Yet finds cold winter quickly falls to disdain
Invites in the spring…and tells winter to get lost
Mother Nature is fickle…and also the boss!
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ACROSTIC-SNOW
Snow-clad hills invite me
Nowhere else I find peace
Obliterates all my feeling
When embraced in profound cling
ACROSTIC-SNOW-SEA
Sea alone in its vastness
Negates all my distress;
Obvious calmness prevails,
When my hairs get her kiss.
ACROSTIC-SNOW-DESERT
Sand-dun es in a vast desert,
Not a shade, water or heart;
Only loneliness prevails upon
With camel and God to carry on.
ACROSTIC-SNOW-NATURE
Somber soothing nature’s treat
Nothing else can make complete
Overt desires men cherish
With longing love and good wish.
rajkumar@kolkata
14-12-2009@Rajkumar Mukherjee
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A Winter's Delight
The snow was falling from the sky,
Skillfully concealing the land once more
With a variety of glimmering snowflakes,
The shapes and forms never seen before.
The snow was falling from the sky,
So beautiful, the vault of pearl white
Made it appear as if the world were new.
It was a scene that made it an artist's delight.
The snow was falling from the sky,
Enchanting the land with a glistening snow.
Nature's wildlife leaving a visible trail
That vanished as the wind began to blow.
The snow was falling from the sky,
And in my caring and sensitive heart,
I marveled at the wonders of nature
Of which we are a genuine part.
The snow has ceased falling from the sky,
As elated children rush to their favorite site
To build snowcastles, forts, and snowmen
Before the emerging of a cold, winter night.
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Where The Land Meets The Ocean
The great white waves of the Pacific how loudly they do roar
And crash against the volcanic rocks that guard the ocean shore
The silver gulls above the beach are calling as they fly
And the terns dive in shallow waters for small sea things from the sky,
The feeling is so refreshing on your skin saltwater spray
'Tis nice to be by the ocean on a breezy Autumn day
In a place far off of the highway and far from the noisy street
A place where Nature reign Supreme where the land and ocean meet
The huge surf waves are rolling foamy and white as snow
At the awesome power of Nature my wonder only grow
Though not a seafaring person from land I love to watch the big waves roll
It has been a watery grave for many an ocean out of control
Where the land meets the ocean on a March evening in the Fall
A memory for to cherish and in the future to recall.
poem by Francis Duggan
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When nature is....
Like water and air, blood is polluted
Rivers have been made impure and purity diluted
So we are thoughtless and merciless too
We have seen great struggles but today nothing to think through
Millions of quick bucks are expected in overnight
Then why to struggle for poor people's right?
They may die and must die for inaction
Who is there to ask us why for any reaction?
When nature is affected to dangerous level
Nothing is expected to go well
Man changes and so the nature
Giving complete change to nature
People become selfish and leaders too hollow
How can country progress and grow?
When there is enough to grab at free will
Any person in opposition can be easily killed
It speaks of truth and is clearly visible
We need to search soul else face the troubles
If we can't change ourselves and reform
The hard core fabric may stand torn
Let us not blame system or others
We are part of it and tendency is cause to bother
It is natural law that mighty may only survive
You got to make the way and powerfully drive
Still it is not late to adjust and educate opinion
Neither people should not dig their own grave for region
Not encourage any thoughts for propagation of religion
Nature may remain same for all to be with as companion
Love to live with and give whatever you can like nature
Air, water and light is totally free without any bond for sure
Why do we then create artificial disorder and suffer?
Nature has so much for us in store to offer
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Available free
We are on loosing spree
Death is available totally free
We have destroyed the trees
We soon may be bending our knees
Time is not far off when there will be turn in atmosphere
We won’t find safe place to go anywhere
Where is the space to move here and there?
We are acting irresponsible and not fare
The nature is giving in to mad race
The natural wealth is loosing its face
There complete hollowness in earth’s belt
The consequences may be known later or felt
The earth is sliding and gradually and making way
The extraction of oil and coal has taken security away
The secret movement under the earth belt is causing worry
The day is not far off when we will feel compete sorry
There may be devastation all over
We are loosing shield and nice cover
The sky is over burdened with useless objects
There is no control over stupid and unreasonable acts
Tidal waves are rising to dangerous level
The rivers are in spate as bad sequel
The banks are threatened with complete destruction
It may swallow it anytime with dangerous inductions
What to think of sea, air or land?
We can’t blame it on unseen hand
The nature has always acted as friend
We are hell bent upon bringing an end
The end may not be easy and quick
We must stop playing the dirty tricks
The generation may be faced with dangerous diseases
It will be an appropriate reason to go down and cease
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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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Nature's love
When water flows, when wind blows, when it snows
gives us the message that nature loves us.
When sun shines....
so divine
When a leaf falls from a tree, when a bird is set free....
gives us the message thst nature loves us.
When a butterfly emerges from the cocoon
when sun's rays fall on the moon....
when it rains, when water drops fall on the window pane
hen the birds fly up in the sky....
when snowflakes melt
nature's love isfelt.
When a volcano errupts
noone should interrupt
the phenomena
nature's whole schema.
Let the nature rest, it is time for us
to take a test.
The smiling earth inour hands,
or the crying land.
The nature never gives excuses and
always amuses.
The love for nature shold be felt
the way snow melts
the way snow melts........
poem by Prerna Sharma
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A Sting In The Tail
Well I don't care about the summer rain
I know it's good for the garden
Don't care what blue skies, they turn to grey
When you come around and try to run me down
The storm clouds darken...mmm...yeah
I don't get down when the leaves go brown
It's just a charm of the season
Well things in nature have their reason
But when you come along and try to do me wrong
Well the first time I'll ignore it
But don't you push me beyond the pale
But then you're going to find there's no more water in the well
And you may think you're going to walk right all over me
But there's a sting in the tail of this honey bee
The wind blows cold as the year grows old
Yeah that's just the natural way it goes
I feel a chill from my head down to my toes
Each time you call my name and tell me I'm to blame
Well the first time I'll ignore it but don't you push beyond the pale
Then you're going to find there's no more water in the well
And you may think you're going to walk right all over me
But there's a sting in the tail of this honey bee
I said the first time I'll ignore it but don't you push me beyond the pale
And then you're going to find there's no more water in the well
You may think you're going to walk right all over me
There's a sting in the tail of this honey bee
Yes there's a sting in the tail well the cold wind's going to blow
Let it rain, let it snow
And don't give me your grief, I can't take it any more...
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Little tolerent
Nature has taught us to be tolerant
Forget about past and live in present
Try to adjust with changing mood
As mind and body both need fresh food
Don’t try to stagnate and sit idle
If you are really enterprising and capable
World may be full of problems and troubles
But try to face it and never crumble
We have to learn from the nature
It only protects our future
It has much to give in return
We must look forward and positively turn
Nature has never deceived
Even thought enough of cruelty is received
Trees are cut and deforestation is on large scale
Time is not far off when our face may turn pale
Nature is changing fast
It is feared world may soon last
Desert is experiencing snow
Rive are in spate and madly flow
The earth is often threatened with tremors
Shocks are sometimes not observed
But wherever it has taken place
Complete destruction is caused in all the cases
We have polluted every field
Nothing is to be secretly yield
We may not be in position to hold little later
Earth may look barren and there won’t be anything to cater
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A Cool Atmosphere Of Nature!
Hot day transforming into cool atmosphere by clouds
Makes it look winter continuation even after the season!
Concentration of winter though diluted the chill is there
Making setting of next season slow due to natural change.
Still heavy rain with floods in some parts of the world,
Snow accumulation in some parts and hot season beginning
Nature never relents to man’s exploitation very easily ever
Till everyone understands and respects Nature with care!
Reminds it that under the mercy of nature everything functions
And nothing can change the dictum whatever be man’s skill
To create a modern world of technology against Nature ever!
To have a good end means followed should also be good;
Bad end nobody likes indeed though means followed is bad;
Nature never allows greed to excel natural order by any means!
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A Peaceful Nature!
Beyond vertical limit on top of world
Peace and calm in so extreme chill are!
But there too endless war goes on....
Due to ideology, religion and race
Between nations on boundary dispute!
All ideas spring from Nature divine,
Fall down as rivers of religion to reach
And become one with ocean of one God!
Wind, water, land, fire and space of Nature
Sans difference approach all in same way!
Why can't all with the same nature see
And move with all in the world forever?
Why does this blood thirsty nature of man
As animals prevail in peaceful Nature too?
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The nature is giving up
The nature is giving up the way
It has no more roles to play
There is no more guarantee from mankind
It has only to give in and new place to find
The change has affected season’s order
Where is the great show and natural power?
All for name sake and no more to fear
All disasters and landslides only to bear
It is human creation and not the creation of God
We are not looking around and blindly going forward
Who cares for sanity for the nature?
We are digging grave for the future
It will never be same again
We will have only agony and pain
There will inccesant and continuous rain
We have to be fully prepared and train
The wind is blowing in different direction
Nice ideas and behavior can not be witnessed in action
Gone were the days of peace and elegance
Now you have to shed the tears by looking it at once
It may not be the same
No one has to share blame
All dirt has been added and river Ganges is polluted
Where purity can be found when divinity is diluted?
We are morally going down and degrading
Knee deep in immorality and trading
The last hope for sanity is fading
Only hope for better life is receding
Not only human being but nature too is resorting to
All sorts of unknown provocation and reporting
The vast part of land is blocking the way
The rivers are changing course and speeding away
Will we wake up to nature’s call and unite?
Offer reasonable solution and fight
Not at the cost of any monetary loss
The end effect of systematic ruin as gross
Have we not witnessed the lava eruption?
The complete air and road traffic disruption
So many human lives at risk with displacement
The nature’s third eye destruction with tragic moments
We still harp on statistical data and indulge
The hide and seek game and refuse
The catastrophically bound consequences
To be realized soon without any references
It may not wait for any moment
It will not cut much ice with our comments
Nothing may help at the end of session
We should seek solution and offer concession
It is high time we respond to nature’s call
It is still not late to avert possible fall
We can still manage with fewer death tolls
The pollution free and healthy atmosphere should be our goal
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The Amazing Wonders Of Nature
The more that I learn about Nature the less of her I know that I know
And the more that I learn of Nature the more my wonder of her does grow
One can only live in awe of her wonders she does seem amazing to me
Scarce a day goes by that in Nature a new wonder one does not see
The artists and writers are inspired by her she is one not hard to admire
And of singing our Earth Mother's praises I feel that one never could tire
I am not a student of Nature though that's something I wish I could be
Her ways I do find fascinating yet she does seem too complex for me
Since she hides from us her many secrets all in Nature is not what you think that you see
The birds and animals have their survival methods which they do guard with secrecy
The different ways of the different creatures of land and of river and sea
On the ways and the workings of Nature the experts even disagree
The more that I learn of Nature so little of her I know that I know
So marvellous and so amazing and my wonder of her only grow.
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As I ventured to the Wood
As I ventured to the wood,
I stopped to draw on dewy air; let
Droplets shimmer in my hair, that
Rested on my tranquil head – as
In a sense of cosy bed.
As I ventured to the wood,
A gesturing cuckoo perched above,
And then in song with cooing dove,
‘You're welcome’, bade he, ’Enter please
To roam our land with gentle breeze.’
As I ventured to the wood,
A fallow deer of limpid eye
Gave care to glance at lucky I.
The heavenly aura 'bout her glow had
Charmed me, like a fine Bordeaux.
As I ventured to the wood,
A dazzling flower waved her face
In blazing show of dance and chase, and
Reddened bright in shade of dawn, she
Flirted like a prancing fawn.
As I ventured to the wood,
A butterfly had graced my arm,
And knowing I bid him no harm, he
Splayed for me hypnotic wing in
Colours for to urge me sing!
As I ventured to the wood,
The radiant sun shone down on me.
He flushed and beamed ‘I say to thee,
You bless your land; be filled with pride, and
Cherish e’er yon countryside! ’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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