A Sonnet Of Nature Love And Lust Poem by SHUBHADIP MONDAL

Unconditioned with mother's nurtured care
We grow up in a pleasant lap n' suck
Thy sap alike a little child, o' bare
Our love protects your flower not to pluck.

Disheartened, lured for lavish comfort, proon
And drill, do hack n' crack thy heart apart---
Humane arrives, heals thee with cry, so soon,
You glee, as demons flee, resource so short.

Thou feed, Ignite, enlighten, shred as rain
wind fills our lungs, wriggled soil do make us stand
Eyes swallows seductive dripping green,
you sprouted blooming life with magic wand.

Accused of lust n' wooing blooded greed,
A pure yet sacred love is the need indeed.