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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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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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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Do Not Change
Divine objects don’t change the quality
It is their inherent and known ability
Fire can burn and destroy
At the same time important means to employ
Water is so much essential for life and necessity
Air can add more woes and destroy your ability
Some of the objects are of eternal nature
They are not seen physically but help man kind to cater
We are full of negative qualities
No one can offer full sureties
Anger is prevalent in all the human beings
Not in any shape but can be visibly seen when anger sounds
Smiles can make all that difference
It can make life time relation at once
Bitterness may disappear in fraction of seconds
Yet that form of bitterness is never seen at the end
Human nature is linked to divine objects
Some of the things are angrily reacted
The rain God offer shower when heat waves are on rampage
Offer cool atmosphere before it causes heavy damage
All human being differ with temperament
They may be guided by critical moments
Some of them may quietly wait for heat to cool down
Some of them may react angrily with face heavily frowned
All such things are not seen but experienced
They are avoided but interest is not evinced
All possible forms are acknowledged
But efficiently later on managed
So it is in built in all the creations
Whether be it with divine or human actions
We may endure its impact but will not see
As we may feel cool under the big tree
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A flower to boom
I shall watch you to grow
as the river to have natural flow
I get happiness when your cheeks naturally glow
Take care in future not to give me any blow
I am not prepared to bear insult
You do anything but always consult
You are dear and special one
you prove it right as it is your turn
Garden is well prepared to welcome spring
New change from flowers with fragrance to bring
Cuckoo may sit on branch and fill air with music
It is rare combination of music with magic
Flowers may emerge from plant with good look
Any body may exclaim with wonder and shook
It is great wonder and gift from the nature
This is precious gift for our future
I feel happiness and eagerly glance
Such chances come only in once
We got to develop instinct to praise
Many more plants to grow and raise
We must see and observe how nature takes care
Cool breeze and dew drops appear from no where
They nurture their growth in systematic way
Enough potential to provide with the arrival of sun rays
I stand to loose for all the time to come
as you have chosen me not to welcome
But I shall always remain and enjoy
I will miss you all the time as handsome boy
Keep me at one corner but don’t push
Don’t take any hasty decision and rush
I shall be watching you through thick bushes
You are Little flower coming out with green lush
I shall stand alone and enjoy from far
you shall be shining like star
For me love is not game
I am for it and no one can blame
It is beautiful union of two souls
how best and beautifully we can observe it as whole?
There should not be any breach or tiny hole
We should respect it and play an important role
I bear no ill will or grudge
You can always accept or nudge
I shall accept anything you have to offer
There is no way left for me to differ
Come along and pray the crucial role
We may be living as an opposite poles
There is still scope for meeting point
Our relation may grow with powerful joint
I have no where to go
I shall not easily make it to forgo
any change in life is always welcome
I shall stand fool if I don't understand it at home
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Harmony with Nature
"In Harmony with Nature?" Restless fool,
Who with such heat dost preach what were thee,
When true, the last impossibility—
To be like Nature strong, like Nature cool!
Know, man hath all which Nature hath, but more,
And in that more lie all his hopes of good.
Nature is cruel, man is sick of of blood;
Nature is stubborn, man would fain adore;
Nature is fickle, man hath need of rest;
Nature forgives no debt, and fears no grave;
Man would be mild, and with safe conscience blest.
Man must begin, know this, where Nature ends;
Nature and man can never be fast friends.
Fool, if thou canst not pass her, rest her slave!
poem by Matthew Arnold from Sonnets (1849)
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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John The Odd
With other children games he did not play
When they played football he would steal away
To take short walk or rest in shade of tree
He felt happy in his own company.
He did not have sporting hero as a god
And other children called him 'John the odd'
And other put down names like idiot and fool
But he ignored their taunts and kept his cool.
He loved Nature and Nature was his friend
And his leisure hours out with Nature he spend
And 'twas Nature first taught him to be a poet
And to her children his first rhymes he wrote.
He wrote of Nature's creatures living free
The birds of song who live on bush and tree
The animals that live on land and sea
He loved Nature and her huge family.
From their schooldays men recall John the odd
They say he went to join his Nature God
One morning he left home for far away
And none know of his whereabouts today.
With other boys he did not play football
And those who went to school with him recall
That with Nature he spent his leisure time
And 'twas Mother Nature who taught him how to rhyme.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature Baby
Nature Baby as free as a bird
Nature Baby not speaking a word
Nature Baby living day by day
Nature Baby always floating away. Feeling the soil around my feet
The sun rays beating down with heat
My being feeling like I'm not physically here
And when I look around I'm so much more aware. The energy keeps coming my way
As I buzz through life and play
Nature Baby being free
Nature Baby that is me
That is what is meant to be. Nature Baby gave the garden lots of love and energy
And now the gardens have surrounded me with beauty
And the heavenly scents from each flower in bloom
As we share the space within this big room. Nature Baby as free as a bird
Nature Baby not speaking a word.
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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mother Nature
For seasons of life
Each one different
In its majestic wake
Spring
The beginnings of life
Were flowers come to breath?
On a field full of dreams
Butterfly's flutter
Their brilliance in flight
A cycle of life
That gives meaning to life
Summer
Its gentle breeze
Wave's the fields of corn
Its beauty of nature
Grows its colours of gold
The sun shines down
On children at play
As the days drift by
Colours spring to life
Autumn
Golden rays of sunshine
Moves across the fields
Capturing the colours
Of summers falling leaves
Mystical dew drops
Cling to the leaves
As showers and thunder
Cascade upon dead leaves
Winter
Its barren life no more
But buried underground
Beats a life Mother Nature hordes
Then just when you think
There is no life no more
The cycle of life
Begins again once more
Were Mother Nature welcomes
Springtime once more
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Nature Is A Great Wonder - Iii
Global warming, cyclonic storms, earthquakes
And volcanic eruptions are the furies of Nature;
They are the warnings of the coming total destruction
As the symptoms a doctor says for deadly diseases!
So, the fate of man is left to the mercy of Nature
Whose will decides the destiny of mankind here!
Beloved Nature gives many warnings before destroying
Anything by its power to create something new again;
So, all creations of Nature are for destruction
And all destructions are for new creations only!
By science man may control Nature and disease
But not change Nature or cure disease completely!
Sunny cool climate, southern breeze and green plants,
Sweet fruits and fragrant flowers are Nature’s bouquets!
Romantic mood thrives on in this natural atmosphere,
Wherein all romantic lovers long to enjoy life forever!
Green meadows with beautiful flowers in many colours
And fountain water flowing high and falling down near
The dam is where lovers like to play all the day always
In love songs enjoying romantic life to the core ever!
The taste of life man gets on seeing the joyful plays of
Squirrels, birds and bees hopping from flower to flower!
Beautiful morning Sun rise, twilights of the evenings
And Stars and Moon of the night Sky Nature draws
For the desolate people, forlorn lovers, depressed youths
And lonely persons to have respite and relief in life!
Music, cinema, TV and books may be man’s pastime
But not give ever relief, peace and the needed mood,
Which Nature only can provide to man and wake up
The sleeping soul to life to know his true nature,
The starting point to explore past, present and future
That enlightens and energizes man’s mind and soul!
The Nature charged batteries of his soul drives again
Man with renewed vigour and enthusiasm to do duties!
Such a turning point comes sooner or later in life only
After many sufferings and experience nobody can escape!
Materialistic and meaningless pursuits of life of man
Frustrates and finally make him surrender to Nature;
Meaningless life becomes meaningful only after
Man realizes his Self and its connection with Nature!
Unconscious of the air he breathes and many comforts
Man enjoys in the world are bequeathed by Nature;
But due to lack of time in his selfish pursuits ever
Man never realizes, appreciates and thanks Nature!
Nature offers opportunities despite his negligence
But it’s a pity man neglects them by his ignorance!
poem by Ramesh T A
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With The Wonders Of Nature
With the wonders of Nature nothing to compare
And the Goddess of Nature she lives everywhere
And the secrets of Nature not for humans to know
At the magic of Nature our wonder does grow.
The beauty of Nature is for all to see
It is all around you and it is all around me
The cold winds of Winter blow up from the sea
But how lovely the pink flowers bloom on the camellia tree.
The music of Nature an amazing thing
On trees and on bushes the birds chirp and sing
I feel that to Nature us humans too belong
Though in saying that some may say I have got it wrong.
The beauty of Nature I see every day
And I marvel at her is all I can say
The passing of her Seasons have left me looking gray
And in her dark earthy bosom my remains will lay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Free Nature!
Nature cannot be tamed and controlled ever
For, Nature is for free will and love always!
All living beings of Nature and children are so;
Without freedom they cannot survive anywhere!
Nature gives all the more one takes from it;
For, Nature loves all to sustain in plenty ever!
The more harm man gives the more it balances
By the same coin immediately or later sure!
This is the trait of Nature all should know
Whether one harms or not before hand ever
As paying back for all the harms of man
Will be beyond man’s capacity to bear!
Havocs by storm, rain and floods in winter
And hottest days and droughts in summer
Are due to pollution Nature repays so here
To balance itself only to continue its free work!
poem by Ramesh T A
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I Always Have Loved Mother Nature
I always have loved Mother Nature ever since I was a boy
And a thing of Natural beauty is always a thing of joy
And the mysteries of Nature is a mysterious thing
There is far more to any bird than the song it does sing
I always have loved Nature though my wonderment of her grow
And the more I learn about her the less about her I know I know
From humankind Mother Nature her secrets she hides away
And from our walks in Nature we learn every day
The only true immortal of which we will ever know
Us people like her Seasons to life we come and from life we go
I always have loved Nature and in that I'm not alone
Her secrets hidden in every bush and tree and hedge and under every stone
Her mighty rivers from her hills to her great oceans flow
And she has been around long before plants on her first did grow
In her bosom with all other life forms I will also lay
And I will love Nature till my last living day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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One Of Nature's Life Forms
Like most living life forms we harbour disease
And we play host to mites and we play host to fleas
And our germs search for hosts in the freshening breeze
That we give to the air when we cough or we sneeze
Since to Nature's laws most of us never comply
The word arrogant to us surely must apply
We pray to our invisible Gods in the skies
But that we are one of Nature's life forms we fail to realize
In our search for Nature's resources when we dig up her ground
New once dormant diseases we do spread around
We may think we own Nature but we have got it wrong
Since of her we were born and to her we belong
And like all of Nature's life forms we are born to die
That is a fact of life and facts never lie.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature's fury
Nature's fury
I am in no mood to talk
Refuse to breathe fresh air and go for walk
Somewhat I feel uneasy and could think no more
When the people will end thrust to explore?
Have we not gone too far?
Probed so much in sky and now rushing to stars
Entire orbit has become dangerous and risky
We enjoy our achievement by celebrating it with whiskey
On earth many people die of hunger
Bulk of the population starve and suffer from anger
They take to arms and hunt for justice
What has happened to us for not keeping the promises?
Nature has turned rude and now threatening
Sky is ready to strike with powerful lightening
Sea waves rise to alarming level and plunder its coast
We have done nothing to preserve nature and that dearly costs
Tsunami, earth quakes and eruption of lava is witnessed
Its origin with causes is ascertained and traced
Sea waters and mountains are polluted
The nature is reduced and its impact diluted
We hear catastrophe in many pars of the world
The deserts are experiencing snow and getting cold
Snow is melting alarmingly and causing floods
Many parts come under water cause the shortage of food
Despite all this we have turned executioner
Shoot innocent people and make them sufferer
Where else to go for remedy and pray?
So the nature is turning against in all the ways
It was heard occasionally about natural calamity
Now it has become regular feature with continuity
Let us be wise and think seriously about nature's fury
Let each one of act independently and think as that of jury
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Raise Your Head Fearlessly Above Shade!
Look at the Nature around,
whether trees and plants know or not,
Their roots surly know,
water that quench their thirst,
where they can find minerals for growth,
Are in this soil and in the Nature!
Animals live in nature's garden,
birds and butterfly,
Know where they can be happy!
O man, know for sure
tender plants with tender roots,
Need shade and care,
no tree can grow under shade of another tree,
Come out of shades and shadows,
Once roots become firm,
once you absorb essence wanted,
Raise your head fearlessly above shades,
Breath the fresh air Rain and sunshine,
feel the heat and cold to become free,
The potential is there in you,
Open the packet of reasoning and wisdom,
Never bury it,
What Almighty had embedded in your heart!
The fountain of infinite bliss is within you,
Never thereafter you feel thirsty,
More you can share the fruits,
With that sweet knowledge,
Whoever thirsty can sip it till his own roots grow,
You are done,
you have done!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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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.
poem by Nate Orvis
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The Beauty Of Nature The Poets Inspire
Were I a poet I'd write of Nature's beauty around me
The songs of the birds on bush, hedge and tree
The flowers of the garden so lovely to see
The beauty of Nature to look at is free.
The babble of the waterways the brook, creek and rill
That flow to the river downland from the hill
That flows to the coast all the way to the sea
One of Nature's Goddess wonders none as great as she.
Of singing her praises could one ever tire
The beauty of Nature the poets inspire
To pen their poems to her of her praises they do sing
The beauty of Nature outlives her every Spring.
And though all of her life forms to life come and go
Goddess of Nature whose secrets anybody does not know
Will live on forever she will never die
Unlike all other mortals such as you and I.
poem by Francis Duggan
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