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The materialism of man, and his greed,
For worldly objects like money and stature,
Just shows that all of us need,
To experience eternal tranquility, learn a lesson from nature.

How many of us, have experienced the morning sun,
And felt the cold wind caress our face,
Why is it that we have to shun,
Nature’s free and fulfilling grace?

Haven’t any of us ever heard,
The rustling of leaves, the buzzing of bees,
And the lovely chirping of a male robin bird,
These are nature’s own sounds that put our mind at ease.

The feel of fresh grass on one’s feet,
And the pleasant wetness of a light drizzle of rain,
The glory of a summer afternoon’s blazing heat,
Don’t all these things calm us, and make us forget our pain?

How many of us have actually seen,
The rabbits scurrying in the field, and fish swimming in the freshwater pond,
The gentleness of a flower, the sprouting of a kidney bean,
Don’t all these things with nature help us bond?

How may of us have actually gone,
To a place where mother nature is at her best,
Where one can experience the romance of the night, the freshness of the dawn,
To find such places nowadays is indeed a difficult quest.

For in the midst of our lives, every day,
We hardly think about mother nature,
Don’t we all have problems that in some way,
Nature’s healing hands can cure?

So it is that man should realize,
That though in his world everything seems to be about money,
Nature has clearly proved otherwise,
That the best things in life are free…
When night shimmers away and dawn appears,
Awakening all living things from slumber,
The sun is welcomed by all with cheers
As its heat signifies everything warm and dear.

Flowers arise in glory and bloom,
While butterflies carry on their endless pollination.
The first sign of day sweeps away all gloom,
And the sun is nicknamed,” god’s greatest creation”

And birds spread their wings and soar the skies,
Aiming to reach for the sun,
While the hapless baby bawls and cries,
And while the labourer butters his bun.

When the sun shines upon them,
All living things know,
That everything happy and new is brought about by the bright yellow gem,
And hence with joy does their life glow.

Because it’s the beginning of a brand new day,
Fresh, unique, and different from the last,
Fun and fulfilling in every way,
To help forget history and the past.

And so, also, as I look at the world around me,
Taking in the view,
Whatever I see,
Is not what I saw yesterday, but something new.

And as the bees store up their honey,
And businessmen store up their money,

My heart, warmed by the sun does sing
Gleefully welcoming a brand new day that’s just beginning…
It’s a hot summer afternoon, perfect in every way,
A time to enjoy and relax, loll about and play.

But the afternoon’s long shadow of darkness makes it clear,
That for a particular group of students, disaster is near.

And this unfortunate bunch march into a hot class that noon,
With filled stomachs and eyes full of blissful slumber,
But still, there is a sense of impending doom in the air, and soon
The class will have to face up to a nightmare they fear.

Then at half past one a man walks in,
He smiles and says,“ good afternoon, class, lets begin!!”

The sir then starts his physics lecture,
Much to the students agony and dismay,
And while they curse and snarl silently like a mangled cur,
They wish they had never lived to see this day.

And in no time the teacher sends out a barrage,
Of “physics”, from lasers to parallel rays, characteristics of a coherent light source,
Reflection, Wein’s displacement, sinusoidal wavefronts and an electron’s charge,
He shouts his voice out till he goes hoarse.

I too, as part of that class, try,
To make sense of the gibberish spoken,
But its hopeless, I give up with a sigh,
I doubt his explanation could be understood by the smartest of men…

And in the sweltering heat of the afternoon, with the lecture being a bore,
The students just can’t listen to him, but can certainly do a lot more…

And within minutes of the lecture the class is in its own world,
Where life by quantum physics is not obscured…

Boys start throwing paper pellets at one another,
While mocking the teacher behind his back,
Meanwhile the girls giggle and nudge each other,
Laughing at the jokes they crack.

And oblivious to all that is going on around him,
The teacher goes on to say why the LEDs glow dim.

And I am caught, in a whirl,
Of various activities all around me,
And while I pen down a poem, think about my favorite girl,
I am amazed at the sight I do see…

The class becomes more and more unruly, falling apart,
And at a certain point it is too much and hence,
The sir stops talking about the critical value, and does start,
To take the class’s attendence.

No sooner is the roll call done that the herd stampedes out,
With many a push, a yell and a shout.

The same phenomena will occur again next week,
Isn’t it an example of college life at it’s peak?...
Whenst thou are fighting a lost battle,
The results can be oh, too brutal…

Every man who in his heart has love,
Will lose love’s battle at least once to say,
As he looks to the heavens above,
“Why!! Love has beaten me today!”

Every man who has felt this pain,
Who has fallen ill to this desire,
Every man who has gone insane,
Has wished to throw himself in the fire.

This heartbroken man destroys his soul,
He becomes lovesick, affection’s ghastly ghoul.

What, from love that that ruined man has gained,
Yea, love that is lost is so powerful and harmful, it cannot be restrained…
Once upon a very old time,
In a perfectly ordinary forest,
Created solely for my words in rhyme,
There lived a very smart tortoise, modest and earnest.

In this same forest of the mind,
There lived a vivacious hare,
She was so stunning, all animals she could spellbind,
And wherever she went, she spread love in the air.

It so happened that the tortoise, our protagonist,
Found himself having an intimate crush
On the hare and if you get my drift,
He wanted to live a life with her, lavish and lush.

So he decided that to her he would propose,
And try to woo her with his intelligence and brains,
To marry her was his ultimate purpose,
He would surely convince her of his pros and gains.

But to his utmost horror, she rejected him downright,
And looked at him in pure disgust,
“no”, she said, “ you can’t win my love’s right,
because it is not for you that I lust.”

But persistent, and smart, he threw a challenge of love,
To her straight to the face,
“will you agree to marry me, my pure white dove,
if ever I beat you in a race?”

The hare agreed readily to the proposition,
Amused to think she could win without a care,
Alas, she didn’t know what the tortoise knew about the situation,
For he had read the story of the tortoise and the hare.

As soon as the race started, away she zipped,
While the tortoise slowly followed behind,
“He’s lost!”, she thought, “ his cream has been whipped!!...”
but the tortoise had something else in mind…

Half way through the race the hare began to tire,
“Oh!” she thought, “for the tortoise I’m still way far ahead…”
so into the hollow of a tree she did retire,
to have a nap in nature’s comfortable bed.

She was still sleeping blissfully when the tortoise reached her,
And saw her asleep in the hollow,
He could have won the race and won his love so dear,
But though he had knowledge, his mind was narrow.

“She’s the girl I love”, he thought,
we should be on equal terms, I shouldn’t get an unfair chance,
and without any fortitude and forethought,
he took a rash decision without a second glance.

“hey! Wake up! The race is still on! Don’t stop!”
his bellowing voice awoke the hare,
she nimbly bounded away, refreshed from the pitstop,
leaving the tortoise to stand and stare.

Obviously, the tortoise lost and well,
What happened after, I know not,
I hear he spent the rest of his life brooding in his shell,
But all this teaches an important lesson about love, does it not???
Why? Why do you all treat me so,
Why do you look oddly at me,
And think I’m your foe?
Why can’t I your friend be???

Why do you not talk to me properly,
Whenever I try to converse,
Why do you think I’m false and silly,
Do I have upon me a curse???

Why do you get irritated and annoyed,
Whenever I try to socialize,
Why don’t you bridge the gap, fill the empty void,
What is it in me you despise???

When have I done anything wrong to you,
That you all shun my company,
Why don’t you accept me as something new,
And let me live with you all in Harmony???

Why do you treat me like a social outcast,
And try to not feel my presence?
Why do you leave me like a ship without a mast,
In a storm dark, heavy and dense???

Why do you not laugh with me,
For all the jokes that I crack,
Why instead, do you laugh behind me,
Why do you have fun at my expense, behind my back???

Why do you like him, why do you like her,
And why don’t you like me,
Why do you treat me like a rabid cur,
Why not just throw me in the sea???

Why do you go behind people who don’t care,
When you can plainly see that I do,
Why do you leave my soul empty and bare,
Am I not like a friend to you???

Why is it that you do not want my friendship,
Without friends, my ship will sink,
Why do you all my heart to pieces rip,
And not catch the tears coming out of my eyes at every blink???

It really wouldn’t hurt you one bit, you know,
If to me a little friendliness you did show…
She is the world to me,
An infinite source of eternal glee…

She is the pinnacle of compassion,
God’s greatest creation…

Looking into her eyes gets you transfixed,
Into a world where love, joy and sanguinity is mixed…

Her voice, my rhythm divine,
Which makes me glad to know she’s mine…

Her heart, that’s the sole reason for my being,
Since she’s into the habit of heart stealing….

Her smile that inspires me into motion,
Her mind that brims me up with every positive emotion…

She doesn’t realize, she’s worth lava to a volcano,
The fish to every Eskimo…

She thinks I’m joking, but she’s my life’s repertoire,
My one and only true desire…

She’s as sweet as candy,
And as intoxicating as brandy…

She’s my sweetheart, one of very few,
Who makes every day of my like adventurous and new…

She means everything to me,
For now until all eternity…
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