A wake-up call sets the Goliath
Against the avarice of the night
The chirping delights counsel the world
That they are the precursors seldom heard

Fields lush green, gushing water streams
Flashing ravines, palpable mates of the grass
Interludes that hiss in the silent nights
That they are the precursors seldom heard

Avalanche from the amorphous clouds
Drifting along the dizzying heights
Servile inmates of the pond enlightens
That they are the precursors seldom heard

In the midst of the lush meadows
Rock that pops still, devours the awe
With feelings that enmasse its calm posture
That they are the precursors seldom heard

Fields that trysts with the chimeric hills
Conjure up the nomadic white mermaid
In smokes that choke Gods-Magnanimous
That they are the precursors seldom heard

Swirling winds, whirling waters
Broaching overtones of frisky frogs
Breeze, which sets the bamboo wrecks
That they are the precursors seldom heard

A spectacle held in delight as nature
Unleashes the gory of a dark caricature
Battered she looks bewildered for answers
In to the concoction of beauty, so raucous

A loathsome alley of abandoned fame
Abode to a mirthful lot of serpents
At the farthest point is a hazy home
Where nature browbeats her life’s bliss

” A Trojan horse, horrendous catastrophe
Simmering genocide, callous conundrum
Brooding death knell, whirling sabotage”
When nature browbeats her life’s bliss

Happy times hath harvest brought
Good crop owes a thousand smiles
Nature the Maverick had sought
A Faustian deal – her life’s bliss

A roar sheared the daze skies
With glittering light of anguish
The jolt that stunned the fields
That they are the precursors often heard

Menacing shroud of darkness
Tantalizing gestures of wrong spirits
Traumatizing reminiscence of aghast
That they are the precursors often heard

The waters untamed splashed wild
In to the tranquil ravines of wonder
Nature, grotesque jettisoned the flood
Treacherous wind- a holocaust in yonder

Gullible earth and the gutsy winds
Scare so ominous ripped her mind
Ramming through the winds, midst of jinx
Reaches her abode where her muses unwind

A streak of grief- an abhorred acquiesce
Engulfed her in a vicious discord
As she wailed over the bloody remains
Of her cuddly kid- her own world