My Tryst With Nature

Such fun to lie down in the lush green grass,
So intoxicating the smell of the red rose,
Soothing the buzzing of insects used to be,
Exciting the chirping of birds used to be.
So beautiful the sound of the cuckoo bird,
And that of the soft rustle of tree leaves.
So gentle the caress of the cool breeze,
While the sun shone on this mesmerizing scene.
Such are my childhood memories.

Curled up in nature's womb,
Fun and frolick were the key.
No house was so much fun,
For nature was infinite beauty.

I remember that carefree smile,
When nature was enough for me.
For in being one with nature,
I was one with true beauty.

Now the spark, the twinkle lost,
The springy step, the carefree smile.
Lost the glitter, the glowing face,
So far from nature, in which I bathed.

I am the one who dumped nature,
But am still welcome with open arms.
For she will love me unto death,
As she is my destiny ultimate.

She retains the complete paradise,
Revealing and mesmerizing she can be.
For in her I can still see,
Myself enveloped in true beauty.

Our Final Destiny

Oh in this garrulous world,
So loud and blaring they unfurl,
But the word goes unheard,
Lost in the articulate blur.

The loquacious artifice casts a veil,
An illusion, the beautiful future shone.
We lay back, enjoy the cover,
Only letting the world burn over.

Awaken before the light burns out,
See for yourself devil incarnate,
Feeding off your sluggish self,
His strength, ignorance, indifference.

Cast is a veil of false security,
In this spate of comforting words.
The languid self happy and gay,
This world, satan's toy to play.

Let the devil's spell be broken,
Tear apart the comforting veil.
Come forth with renewed exuberance,
See for yourself life's true beauty.

Then you'll see life's purpose,
For it can't be material gain.
Everything borrowed in life returned,
To nature we all finally return.

Why is that only in death,
Do we become one with nature.
So far we remain from our ultimate destiny,
Running away as a living creature.