The Cause Of Catastrophes Are We Humans Poem by Bhanu rekha

The celestial bodies in the sky,
The rivers that flow,
The birds that fly,
The meadows which are low,
The crows that cry,
And the species with a bow! ! !

We humans who think,
The mink in the cold,
The space far away,
The turtles that fold,
The bay mares,
The oak that's gold,
The hunting preys,
And the fire that holds
ability to burn.
Everything make up nature! ! !

Calm is she,
tolerant is she,
an unseen peacemaker is she,
the merciful is she.

Why do we take this as an advantage?
Is it because she provides us everything
in vintage? ?

We ourselves are indulged in her,
The calls of the birds too crave for her,
Then wouldn't it be insolent of us to harass her?

Why to provoke her anger?
Why to convoke danger
and endanger ourselves?
Are we all strangers to her anger?
Beware! for she has a set of rangers who are horrendous!
Knowing the result of our ineffectual actions why do we continue?

Lets begin the contemplation
for it might be too late for contrition later,
and for option is ours
but the decider of controversial meetings is she! !

Lets intercept the dander that awaits us,
Lets stop behaving like introverts,
Lets intercede our mother,
for she has a maneuver in store for us! ! ! !