I am a product of nature
I only having the capacity to express my awe and admire
Utterly engulfed by her endowed boon
Sailing my short span of life with her amazing tune
I sometimes feel gay, sometimes feel sad
Slumber acts as an indispensable tool to avoid her rant
An amazing gift of her to keep a balance in my secluded raft!
I do enjoy my journey of life
Not exactly knowing how nature regulate my vibe
Tide and ebb, a unique craft of nature
I only helplessly follow her dictum to bow to her mystic stature!
Nature induced all happenings on her bosom spirally
If we follow her intriguing design, we may not confront any anomaly
But within me I carry a flame
Which ignites me to resist and go against her claim
I intend to move and act in a straight line
Against nature my efforts appear as abortive, still I stubbornly decline
My obituary thus scripted by nature on her floor with disgrace to assign
None perhaps will uphold my attributes in galore, hoping to only shine!
I wonder why I cannot become an axiom
For many to follow at random
How variation of gene recorded my past sequence
Contrary to what I do, nullify my very presence!
Against nature if we do not propel
I wonder, how humanity will explore and excel
Circle, cycle and repetition
Continuously itself repeal its order of stagnation
When we will fall on our toe
To act against nature only to ensure our inherent glow?
Lest nature will bury our all aspirations, credibility
We helplessly become victim of nature's intriguing caprice and serendipity!
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