When Nature Writes

 On one side you talk me through carbon targets, offsets, and tax

while otherwise, you play wars and dig deep into my nerves.

you are mistaking my indifference, for patience and peace.

Know that you are spared due to detachment and not grace.

You plead for rains, and then pave all over the rivers

In satire embrace, you convene COPs only to pollute me further.

You offer prayers and throw into me all your curse,

 but why portray me divine, making yourself a demon?

Know that there is me beyond your restoration drama

and I will exist even if you "Drill Baby Drill"!

remember that I am not your cup of tea to commodify.

and I don't heed your sanctions nor seek for submission.

I disregard your intelligence and do not pity your empathy. 

So just come indulge into me, without purpose or paper works.

for your good, just let me be and leave things untouched.

Because Nature I am, ever unfinished!

A Touchdown To Reality

From heights, the entire city beneath is a lavish carpet of glitters and dark velvet.  It flows bountifully all over the grand and grey, brewing the chic and the cheap beautifully together.  

But, as we decent and approach closer to touchdown, these little glitters begin to widen. They separate themselves out from the humble lightless roofs... into bigger... bolder.... eye blinding difference! They rise into splendid skyscrapers leaving the rest of regions into destitute valleys of dullness. The dark velvet from above is now evidently visible with all empty details and hard striking definitions. These regions deprived of light reflect their life's reality in every angle. 

How tactful Mr. Distance is, to blend the dark inequality with all the shimmering lights of richness. Can the blend be brought to reality too? Can't these dark pockets get some glam and won't the blazed patches attain some calm?......................

An ode to our Lord of Clouds

On a dark day when our bad omen brew,
you departed bluntly, staining eyes scarlet hue.
You showed us life's every flavor- old and new.
But why before it's full glory, your candles blew? 

Grief has a peculiar way, should we call it mankind's curse?
It brings back beautiful memories, making it even worse.
You lauded each effort and our every endeavor.
now all dreams stand broken, without pride or valor.

In this infinite tapestry called time, happy that our clocks met.
All we wish for, is a life like yours, without remorse or regret.
You built a home that welcomed change and upheld modernity
Our world's silver lining, you will remain until eternity.

We do know that clouds shift and softly sway,
but your legacy is embarked in us forever, to stay.
In every breeze, bright day or gentle shower
Our lord of clouds, we feel you with us, right in here.

Any hurdle or longing beneath this boundless blue,
You benevolently bless and help us through.
As a guiding star, from the heaven above,
please watch us over with endless love.