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I was lost in my world of reflections
It was nothing but my own repressions
Why possessed by an indefinable mental agony
May be the obsession of an impending melancholy
Tuned the TV to see something to cheer me up
Turned it off, as the screen projected the hurricane
What made the mother nature so crazy and frenzy
To sweep of the creations of man’s toil and fancy
In a haste to save lives, they flew off to safer shelters
In a waste, everything left, what they saved in clusters
Nature roaring against the increasing human assaults
Warns us, to leave her in peace with no more tumults
The flowers with colours and birds with their songs
Through them nature smiles to inspire our souls
The tides and winds that sparked the fire in many of us
Now stoops with open mouths to gulp, stunning all of us
Nature and its ways are like an uncertain harvest
Not always promising as she may burst in tempest
She is miraculous, mysterious and too mischievous
Almost always generous but sometimes dolorous
No doubt, nature is our best friend in solitude
Nothing is at par with what she offers in multitude
Be close to her, to hear her throbs and feel her pulses
Once patient and quiet, she will stabilise our pulses
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This is so ethereal it gives me shivers. One can derive so many meanings and all would probably be right. Good poem and a fine talent.