MANJULA ASTHANA MAHANTI
Shattered
Rumbling, gushing
Contrive music
Listeners
thrilled,
Jump of waves
Ah, so
delightful!
Attractive
appearance
Fishes of
Different colors,
Multiple size,
shape,
Healthy green
banks,
To rest, have
nightmares,
Once upon a
time....
Dry space
Full of sand
Shape only of
zigzag flow
Scattered
Bones and remains
Of fishes,
aquatics
Chains of ants,
Picking
particles, happily,
Serpents crawling
around
In search of
meals.
Creatures
thrashing.
The shallow river
Source of countless
lives,
Vanished, dried
Life there, too,
No water
No vegetation
Thirst, hunger.
Vultures gliding,
Enough
attractions.
Why, how!
That vibrant
river
Turned dry,
Barron!
Is it nature’s
law?
Or, swindling,
misuse
By men,
Why could not
foresight!
The soulful
presence,
Turned into lost
Enjoyable dream
Mountain
Majestic Mountain
Dark and divine
Brown sometimes
green
Ample vegetation,
pristine
Welcomes first
Sun ray
Message of dawn,
delight, day
Alters colors
with Sunshine
Rocks, snow,
trees of pine,
Dare to climb,
welcomes warmly
Allured, aroused
ponder curiously
Invites to be
proud & strong,
Though journey to
the top, rigorous, long
But man never
accepts defeat,
Struggles hard,
victory greets,
Its beauty, charm
always in consideration
Give wings to
artistry for introspection,
Many described
it’s galore, grace,
Much more to
venture --yet empty space....
Winter
Across the window
I tried to view
There was thick
fog
Had wrapped
everything
In its white
wrapper
Tried curiously,
succeeded,
Could see a thin
line of
Mountain range,
Definitely,
There will be
fresh greenery
But now, looks
white monument
Bushes, trees,
flowers, roads
Drenched in
whiteness of mist
Wish to feel
their soft coolness
After treacherous
summer, filthy rains
My favorite season
is there
Woolens of
multiple patterns, I love,
Aroma of piping
hot coffee,
Intoxicates me,
Oh, lovely
amusing, winter....
MANJULA ASTHANA
MAHANTI
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