Nature

There I saw her standing in the mist
Clad in white, arms with open fist.

Nearer I went clearer she became
More I saw her, she looked like a Dame.
Sparkling were her eyes,
I knew they dint carry any lies.
Though they reflected the agony
Pain was obvious
could be figured out by many
I wanted to ask why
But we were drawn by a horses neigh.

There was an army approaching the woman in white
Charging with all their might.

Tears were rolling down her cheek
I myself grew very weak.

I just couldn’t see this slaughter .
But things were different now for better.
The crusaders were taken aback
it seemed Defense was what they lack
Some were burned some were drowned
Some were blown by the storms


This was a dream I had
I was still sleeping sad.

Then rose the damsel again.
Writhing was she with pain.
Coz those were her ignorant sons
Five elements are her weapons

She was our mother nature
Thought for her we fail to nurture.!!!