Tag: Nature

Nature Has its Way

Defying Nature is irreverence,

Beware Of nature’s wrath

Destroying Nature is transgression,

Fear Nature’s fury,

Deriding Nature is sacramental,

Keep away from Nature’s anger.

Nature has its own way,

Care and destruction occur in a sway,

Remitting a fondle and a raid,

Extending an embrace and a tirade,

Holding up the righteous and good,

Deleting the indecorous and bad.

Nature has its own way,

Dealing with ailments in a fray,

A leaf dispels upsets in a quickness,

A shrub dismisses pain in a raciness,

A bark disproves strain in a firmness,

Curing all setbacks without a suspense.

Nature has its own way,

Revenging the teasers in a day,

Ravages the land with indignation,

As it enacts a river’s spate,

As it fumes into a volcanic irate

As it devours all in a stormy agitate

Tags Anger., Fear, Nature, Poem, Spate, Storm, Volcano, Way .

subscriptions thoughts

How A Day Should Be?

The day is unusually cool with slight drizzle,

Leaving us in a state of mirth and cheer,

So long the scorching heat made us muzzle,

Pushing us to undue perspiration and fiery fire.

The pleasant morn was salubrious and breezy,

The trees tossed their leaves in new-found joy,

The flowers in the plants fluttered crazy,

The enlivened city behaved like a tom – boy.

The streets became alive with hurried moves,

The shops wore a grand festive look,

The schools opened their doors for sportive proves,

A little fall in farenheit listed a veritable shook.

The energy sucked out from habitation,

Sullied the eloquence of the town,

Sending them to a reeling desolation,

Promoting a freckled famished frown.

This day many schedules got oriented,

With proven care and personal supervision,

The other days cast a feverish unbearable spell,

Subjecting imminent duties to an untold procrastination.

See, what a change the temperate weather brings,

Relieving the pains of excessive tension of intolerable heat,

Look, what a progress would ensue out of spontaneous sings,

Relaxing the fretting mind of pressing deliberate beat.

Tags Day, Nature, Pleasant, Poem, Weather

subscriptions thoughts

Tweet ,Caw,Hoot

Noises kept us alert before,

Now they drive us ashore,

Long ago noises set the tune of the day ,

Today they spoil the tone of the say.

A chirping tweet at the dawn,

Heralds a classic treat in the morn,

With the sun’s rays streaking through the barn,

Sparrows, Pigeons , and parrots munch the corn.

As the day gets ahead in time

The clock strikes the noon chime,

The sun is exactly at 90 degrees mime,

As the crows caw in an unholy rhyme.

The fall of the day follows with ease,

Darkness engulfs as a sticky grease,

The sun gracefully sinks to a freeze,

As the owl’s hoot eliminating peace.

No such noise is heard today,

It is the honk, creak ,bang all the way,

That holds us in a mechanical sway,

Throwing us as minions into the bay.

Tags Away, Nature, Noises, Poem

subscriptions thoughts turmoil

Robots In Japan

Cutting end technology is seen everywhere in Japan,

As robots run the marathon in a hasty span,

And play the violin in a melodic chant,

The world leader in robotic grant,

Is out of steam in real-time serve,

As they failed in deciphering disaster curve.

The Fukushima radiations are manned,

Exposing them to a radiation scan,

While automation is present in all other parts ,

Japan relies on human power to check the charts,

Man mixing the nuclear fuel in a pail,

Is a scene found in the highly technical sail.

Japan maintains an anachronistic element,

In the much advanced scientific regiment ,

Of remote controlled aids and gadgets,

That switch on and off the output,

Relying not on man but on panels

For wedding operations and channel.

Lo! Japan engages workforce to monitor radiation,

Which will scorch and kill rendering an annihilation.

Tags Nature, Poem, Risk, robots

subscriptions thoughts turmoil

Nature Rocks

Tsunami in Japan kills hundreds,

Quake in Christ Church gobbles hundreds,

Floods devour hundreds,

Storms sweep hundreds,

Heat wave burns hundreds.

Ten hundreds make thousands,

Thousands runs to millions,

Nature terrified by human activity,

Has lost its evenly poised equanimity,

Shakes and shudders, subsides and overflows,

Cracks and crackles, breaks and shatters,

Fumes and boils , pours and spills,

Tantalising the earthly review,

Overturning the worldly sphere,

Into bits and pieces,

Into rags and tatters,

Throwing the human race ,

Out of gear,

mangling and crippling,

Paralysing and trying,

Trains disappear,

Ships sink,

Cars float,

Houses fall,

Malls crumble,

Nuclear Power stations leak,

Adding woe to misery,

Loss becomes desolation,

Suffering ends ,

As death knocks the door.

Tags Disaster, Misery, Nature, Poem

subscriptions thoughts

Sun In The Run.

The sun rises in the east,

So goes on the popular belief,

It sets in the west,

So shall we assume.

The power of the Sun,

Is much above the cliff,

Defining a blinding light ,

Spreading a warmth dry.

It emanates a scorching heat ,

That saps out the life

Yet it is an energy provider,

Engaged in the distribution of power.

The Solar energy as it is called,

Facilitates the sustenance of habitation,

With the extension of totally free generation,

Of light and heat necessary for livelihood.

The prowess of the Sun,

Is extraneous and exemplary,

Supplying an enormous fund ,

Of wealth in the form of energy.

Sun was the sole giver of light,

In days of yore and times ancient.

When there were no other forms ,

Like electricity and petroleum.

The age old Sun supplemented or augmented,

The utility designs and requirement plans

The entire reliance was on Sun,

Which was regarded as the Sole Giver.

The Sun endowed with all potential,

Bestowed the world with natural blessings,

Of great shine and vigorous vitality,

Never demolishing the ethical conduct of earth.

After the implications and interference of ,

Unnatural proxies of the Beautiful inheritance,

The equanimity of the soil is ruined

Subjecting it to quakes, floods and disasters,.

The new found intruders induce a tremor and a terror,

Of a savage death and an excruciating pain,

Relinquishing the merciful ease for wicked mechanism.

Killing the terrain and men simultaneously.

Tags Nature, Poem, Sun

thoughts

Nature And Man.

The nature of Man,

Is the way of nature.

As Thunder cracks the sky,

Man’s anger breaks the cry,

Letting an alarming, deafening sound.

As Lightening blinds the eye,

Man’s temper hits the tie,

Releasing an apprehensive, fearful stigma.

As Nature storms in raucous ,

Man behaves atrocious,

Posing a beastly, wicked courage.

As nature floods uncontrolled,

Man causes troubles unbridled,

Implicating destruction, havoc all through.

As nature emits heat in full form

Man discharges fury in exact norm,

Creating a scorching irritating, sensation.

As nature expresses biting cold,

Man proposes a scorn bold,

Slashing out an inhuman , contemptuous precision.

Nature too at times is pleasant,

Man too at times is decent,

Delivering a delicate , wishful cordiality.

Man is Nature ,

Nature is Man.

Tags Comparison, Man, Nature, Poem

reverberation subscriptions thoughts

A Whiff Of Fresh Air

Walked out of a crowded train,

Into a still more populated strain,

Edging through the sea of humanity,

Negotiating along the busy insanity,

Made way to the less treaded path ,

Which meandered into a narrow lane,

That led to a sprawling land space,

Much away from the dense base,

Where huge trees bow with grace,

Where lovely hedges greet with love,

Where pretty flowers dance with joy,

While there triggers a sense of peace,

Rejuvenated by a whiff of fresh air.

Tags Fresh, Nature, Poem, Rejuvenation

reverberation subscriptions thoughts

The Sunshine And The Sunset.

Post author By meenas17
Post date December 20, 2009
No Comments on The Sunshine And The Sunset.

The marvels of nature are so many, that we hold our breath when we think of them.

We get agog when we see the beautiful sunrise in the morning.

The experience is so tremendous and terrific.

The fiery ball ,radiates illumination all throughout the day, specifically to a part of the earth, which propagates day light.

The other part assumes darkness ,and night is felt.

This is not due to the transit of sun , but to the rotation of earth.

The sun rises in the east. The early hours of the day ,present a pictorial delight , which we miss as we lay cuddled in our cosy bed unable to drive the slumber which wraps up profoundly in the morning.

The portrayal is most impressive when we perceive it from the sands adjoining the beach.

The rosy round cherubic sun makes a gentle stride ,sluggishly takes a stroll in the beach.

Then ,gathers momentum,gradually rises up the blue ocean . The colourful realism is so overwhelming . The dark pink sun over the bluish overlapping tide , the brown sand in the forefront advances a dramatic indulgence.The combination of rosy pink, greenish blue and brownish beige sensationalize the spectator.

The delight is so bounteous that we get enwrapped by the divine beauty.We lose ourselves in the enchanting manoeuvre.

The sunset also is equally fantastic. This time a change of venue would be most attractive.

Let us settle in the green hills, which exhibits as the back drop.

Rubbing the eyes ,with a moist hand .we should get prepared to espy this celestial glamour.
The tired sun, after a twelve-hour shoot , is attempting to descend among the hills and hide its blinding light among the green vegetation.

It exposes a pale pink , with a tint of mercurial glossiness. The brown hills with dark green trees , are interrupted by a steady flow of glistening water , pose a nestling place to the exhausted sun.

The hills throw a warm embrace and the sun nestles close to the rising platform, nudging its exterior on the motherly mountains.

Here , apart from the presentation of grand eloquence of colour , we feel a transcendental experience .

This peculiar transit refers to a godly assignment .

This blissful apparition diffuses us .We rise above the earthly shortfalls , shirk vigorously from the mundane trespasses,.

A kindly graceful hand seems to lead us to the joyous heaven.

The experience is an evolution of exhilaration