Unkind Nature Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Unkind Nature



It is first call
The sound is given by wall
The rainy showers strike with force
The sky is fully charged with source

When the fields experience firs shower
The peasants act as singer
The mother earth leaves behind
The clay’s fragrance to be filled in mind

The nature reminds us of peaceful existence
The schedule is changed at once
Autumn or spring comes in with many surprises
The animals, birds and above all human beings rejoice

There is lot more to celebrate
With fine words to state
It shall ring in ears for some more time
Such is pleasant arrival of monsoon in time

We have witnessed unpleasant scenes too
Many parts of world pass through
The ugliest appearance of unkind nature
We all feel helplessness and indeed very sore

Unkind Nature
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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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