Nature On Life Poem by Sanjukta Nag

Hundred rivers took birth from my poems
But I haven't seen a real one coming out
From the womb of a secret cave.

Hundred suns set in the sea of my poems
But I haven't seen a real one diving into
The blue chest of faraway waves.

So many moons enlightened my poems
But I haven't felt a real one bathing
My molecules with white purity.

So many trees gave shade to my poems
But I haven't felt a real one greening
My city life with calm possibility.

I have confined nature
Within the four walls of a paper
With the dark ink of my imagination.

But now I'll imprison myself
In the comfortable arms of nature
To liberate each line of my composition.