If You Cut a Tree; You Cut Your Own Mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

1. IT WAS SOON GOING TO RAIN

The squirrels suddenly commenced to boisterously

gallivant through the branches; jubilantly diffusing

into a festoon of uninhibitedly ecstatic sounds,

The rivers suddenly increased their pace a trifle;

ardently clashing against the resplendently glittering

rocks that confronted them in their way,

The roses suddenly came back to vibrant life after the

sullen day; triumphantly radiating an unsurpassable

ocean of unassailably mesmerizing scent,

And a cradle of voluptuously crimson clouds suddenly

embellished the sky; enveloping its fathomlessly

barren periphery with stupendously spell binding color and grace,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on

this gargantuan planet; the truculent tyranny of heat

was soon about to disappear into the aisles of

nothingness; it was soon going to thunderously rain.

1.

The sparrows suddenly started to ebulliently whistle;

euphorically deluging every cranny of this fathomless

atmosphere with an everlasting entrenchment of

fantastically enamoring sounds, 

The kangaroos suddenly sprinted in air like never

before; ecstatically racing through the unfathomably

timeless wilderness; with the astronomically

indefatigable enthrallment of Mother nature in their stride, 

The eggs suddenly hatched into the most fabulously

beautiful of fledglings; permeating the fabric of the

gloomy air around with an unrelenting volley of

divinely new born life and sound, 

And a blanket of gorgeously titillating clouds

suddenly enlightened the sky; majestically painting

its empty belly with streaks of poignantly

compassionate and everlasting empathy,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on

this boundless planet; the salacious whiplash of

acrimonious heat was soon about to wholesomely

abnegate; it was soon going to indefatigably rain.

2.

The lions suddenly pumped their fur an extravagant

trifle; victoriously parading through the insatiably

untamed outgrowths of; euphoric scarlet and green,

The bells in the sacrosanct temple suddenly started to

incessantly ring; casting a spell of impregnably

mystical incantation; upon every religion; caste; and

alike; heavenly alike,

The shadows suddenly started to mischievously flirt

with the vividly life-yielding ground; merrily

jingling even as the serene tranquility of dusk was a

overwhelmingly far-fetched cry,

And an unconquerable cistern of enchantingly vibrant

clouds suddenly perpetuated the sky from all sides;

irrevocably crowning it as a royal prince of all times,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on

this endless planet; all satanically impeding sweat

was soon about to evaporate till times beyond infinite

infinity; it was soon going to miraculously rain.

3.

The peacocks suddenly unveiled their feathers a

wholesomely profound blossom; disseminating a wave of

ravishing excitement in even the most infinitesimally

deadened particle in the lugubrious atmosphere,

The bees suddenly started to melodiously sing and

dance; Omnisciently replenishing many a traumatically

agonizing heart; with a mountain of incomprehensibly

unending sweetness,

The snakes suddenly forgot to horrifically bite;

sensuously intermingling for times immemorial; with the last rays of the setting Sun,

And a panoramically exotic canvas of enigmatic clouds

suddenly enshrouded the Herculean sky; impregnably

clinging to it like the ultimate seductress of its

impoverished life,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on

this timeless planet; the mercilessly decimating

battlefield of belligerent heat was soon about to

crumble like a pack of cards; it was soon going to

perpetually rain.