Dead Ears!

 

It was then that the silence took charge of the sky,

all the eyes of that area were closed,  no stars in their

 kingdom, though starry the night was, the clouds

 dethroned them, breaking boundaries of acts set,

 and sitting on the throne started beating the Earth;

 using thousands and thousands of sticks.

Mother Earth pours affection and abundant love

on her children, cares for them, feed them, 

provide them air and water, fixes their problems

 of heat and cold by fitting coolers and heaters,

humming a tune of lullaby for their sound sleep;

but tore away Mother Earth’s hides, her children,

shove her hair to sell for lakh-lakh rupees,

 did Surgeries on her flesh with no complaints of ailments.

They hurt her and injured her, causing unendurable pain;

she pleaded with them, cried, bewailed, but her

words fell into dead ears with no compassion,

she lamented, shed tears of pain, complained

turning left to write on her bed seeking a soothe;  

high hills she pampered in her lap as her darling,

toppled, fell down and in haste, swallowed all

that they met with- houses and inmates in hundreds.

And the Flora and fauna that had thought they were

evergreen and no Yama* could carry away to his

Empire, in which he sentences death to Earth residents,

the cloud flowed and flooded tears of sympathy

 for their pal the Earth, who yields Romance-filled

 glance to him always and the lesions her progeny

renders her, he couldn’t tolerate and so,

 added, he fats to the irrigating river.

And she, the river too started gulping lives,

The masters of ceremonies of that domain.

Nature though nurtures us, sure she will kill us

for the apathy, we possess for her.

 Yama*- God of Death in Hindu mythology.