Treasure Island

dikshant bhandari

(jodhpur)

Nature's Beauty and Bounty


Nature, Nature, Nature
The utmost of god's creature,
Always giving us pleasure,
To rejuvenate and making us happier.

The mountains, deserts and plateaus,
Are the dry parts of nature,
There are less words to,
Describe how they reassure.

The seas, oceans and rivers,
Removing all the dire's
And making the,
Body and soul pure.

But who's there,
For the nature,
To hear,
Its whimper.

Many are there,
Who act just as a loudspeaker,
Nothing with to do, to hear,
Acting just a mere.

It is our nature,
And must be our dear,
I hope this poem act as a coiffure,
Saving the motion for,
Our dear dying nature.

Submitted: Friday, September 02, 2011

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