Mother nature


Laurels adorn her hair ,
as she unfurls the palette of hues
mother earth handout to it's earthlings
gifts to bloom.

She spurts waves in ocean,
commending that the dazzling moon
has raised in the dark room.

She exhibits the seven colours in the sky
commending that vibrant sun has painted it with its beam,
after the wet sprinkle from the gloom.

Her smile creates a magic ,
as she bestows the spring to come in
but her voice praises the winds
as they had spread the colours in the greens .

She sprouts saplings in the barren lands
as she pampers the dried seedlings,
Mother earth spread the green carpet on brown lands
as she sing in the ears of crispy leaves.

She nourishes her earthlings,
creating a magic in every dew of her realm ,
but her two leg beings
exploit her every magic for their gluttonous needs .

She doesn't brawl,
neither she freezes her magic as the pendulum swings
but in deep sombre ,
with a pearl of sorrow in her eyes ,
she creates a magic in every scene.

English Poem by Deepti Khanna : 111697188

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