All were HAPPILY TUNNING IN
Wondering through the clouds,
Talking to the subtle air,
Winds gently kissing forehead
Though dry it was but was cold as ice,
Slowly nature was turning to be playful
Clouds seems to be chasing me
But barely they could catch me,
They were far away to ping me,
I was fast and furious,
Till I recognised I was trapped by the creepy
air
Throughout the game green cheer leaders were
waving and dancing
The whistling wind here announce the winner,
The snowy cloud, the refreshing air, the
invigorating wind and me
All were happily tunning in,
The playful poet all tired and weary
Sank on the ground
Completely exhausted but the clouds still have
the exuberant energy,
I inhaled the down creation
The profound scent of soil,
The teeny tiny particles spread all over the
world
These earthly scents from meadows and the soil,
All aided me from my weariness’
It was so irresistible that prone our childhood
To eat the dusty food,
It was something fantastic before the new year
junks,
Way far when I recognised, I ate handful of them
Seem like completing the undone childhood,
The indomitable spirit of soil, the cheering
childhood and me,
All were happily tuning in,
Laying on the bed freshly grown green,
Which was as soft as cotton,
Gauging at the clouds
And the humming wind
These all comfort took for an hour-long nap,
Laying supine surrounded by bunch of dream
The heating wave shook me out from my peaceful
sleep,
Just above my head the sun was laughing,
The broader I smile, the brighter he was
shining,
I kept starring at him
He kept on shrinking,
He got too much flattered by the continuous
starring,
He turned red from yellow just like ripe tomato
He was blushing though,
The sparkling sun, the peaceful grass and me
All were happily tuning in
the clouds started covering him
the wind went cold, colder than the ice now,
just the time passed and dawn turned into dusk
in the echoing twilight,
mamma cuckoo picking food for her young one
gardener nurturing his plants,
it was evening barking was loud,
chirping was melodious,
the chanting of animals was soothing
then the bustle on the streets,
no sooner did the birth of night was announced
the lamps started glowing
whole sky seems to shine
to welcome her
she was beautiful more than the sun,
though sun was spotless and the brightest
but she nailed with her spots
the elegance she made
the name itself was phenomenal,
she was moon,
the beauty of night
welcomed by twinkling stars all over the sky
the night was turning romantic
all you need is Jessica accompanied by Lorenzo,
even moon is going to be with you in your
loneliness,
the queen, the twinkles’ and me
all were happily tuning in
it is all the nature and its beauty
I can be lethargic to enjoy the mother nature,
I can sit all day to talk and play with the
clouds,
Its all
The roaster shouts aloud alarming to wake up
all,
Now it’s time to wake up readers from my poem,
Now its time to check reality,
where everything and everyone is impure
You were in dream,
The things you are only left with is
the ruined mother nature with her spoiled
children,
This is all we have now
The ruckus, the polluted nature, the ill people
And obviously the poet
All are happily tunning now
All are happily tunning now,
~SHREYANSH RAGHUVANSHI (Student of BHU)
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