Caged by an invisible aberrant creature
We look inwards, and beyond
We talk to ourselves and bond
To our true selves, to our righteous heart
And shredding the skins of all worldly caricature
We bow down to the wrath of Mother Nature
In this exile from all the noise and trappings
We connect, we reflect on all our longings
And speak to them all, one for each day
For, beyond these 21 days,
Lies a world for which we pray
With hope of realizations and emotions tender
We bow down to the wrath of Mother Nature
My walls, my room and my balcony
Have become a cage for my sights and thoughts
Still free from the madness and cacophony
Of greed, of desire, of lust and of never ending expectations
With hopes just limited to basics
Desire just restricted to avoiding annihilation
Greed just limited to escaping elimination
Of self, of the loves ones
The lust of life never seemed truer
We bow down to the wrath of Mother Nature
All around, an eeriness and desolation
Nothing but chirping of birds, sight of animals as consolation
And an emergency siren on a rare occasion
Dwarf our existence and position
Ridicule our ungrateful and complaining disposition
Questioning everything that was taken for granted
Making us all but pawns in the hands of the creator
We bow down to the Wrath of Mother Nature
Forgiveness is what we seek
For selfishness and intolerance
For gluttony and lack of restraint
To go beyond the sickness and disease
We get rid of all vices within and exist at ease
With the myriad forms of nature and lives
With the promises of a world saner and safer
We bow down to the wrath of Mother Nature
Beyond these lock downs and quarantines
Lies a world of hopes and realisations
Rebuilt on our fallacies and learning from failures
Till then, we bow down to the wrath of Mother Nature.
Very well written . A truth of life that must be accepted by all of us 🙏
Very well written 👍. It must be accepted and followed by all of us 🙏