Wildcats

Looking sweet & innocent,

they capture our hearts,

and, it's mischiefs & antics,

have our curiosity sparked... 

Tiptoed they walk softly,

cautiously putting the steps,

as their nose would quiver,

to surrounding scents. 

We find them endearing,

yet, they are a killing machine,

looking so weak & fragile,

they are the apex predator. 

Jumping on rock and stones,

they would climb with ease, 

treading on the treacherous path,

without faltering in imbalance. 

Too sensitive were their receptors, 

in their touch, hearing and vision,

every movement is divine gift, 

from which, no prey could escape. 

Yet, we could only sigh,

when viewing them from afar,

these beasts are a real menace, 

in their habitat, they have dominance. 

Wildcats...

Small enough to fit in palms,

but be careful, of bites & claws,

they were feral, not domesticated,

still, we may never learn.

A house is made

A house is made,

from the hairs they shed,

in an act of grooming,

we witness symbiosis at play...

The deer stands still,

waiting for the refills,

as jackdaw would pluck,

snippets from the tufts. 

And I marvel, these insights,

to be empathetic, to other's plight,

creating boundaries, in interactions, 

allowing this contract, to function.

For, us human, don't even trust,

word spoken, promises made,

yet, in wild, they never cross, 

even in matters, of life & death. 

So, a house is made,

from that faith, an invisible oath,

where participants, know the role,

to build a unique ecosystem.

That flows, in nature's fold,

much to our amusement,

yet, it leaves behind a question...

Are we following, the true course?

Outbursts

You keep testing my patience, 

getting on nerves, your arrogance, 

pushing limits of my tolerance, 

even when I practice forbearance. 

Some may blame, being short fuse,

I am overreacting, having a screw loose,

yet, they don’t see the struggles faced,

forcing an option, difficult to choose. 

For, I avoid, getting into situations, 

being wary, of any confrontations, 

trying to live, maintain the peace,

while strengthening my foundations. 

Yet, you invade, my personal space,

you action brings, pain & distress,

ignoring warnings, or my protests,

making me feel, weak & powerless. 

Outbursts... 

An anomaly, not a disorder, 

being pushed into a corner,

frustrations finds opening sudden,

a violent expression, of my emotions. 

Thus, I shouted, with fury,

an ugly display, of my worries,

though I don't regret, won't be sorry,

even if it harms, my pride & dignity... 

For, sometimes, 

that's the only option!

Too casual, we become

Too casual, we become,

being assured of our conditions,

indulge in the pleasures many,

taking risks, without precautions... 

Yet, it's the leeway, that costs,

before we realize, we are lost,

missing pieces, of cherished life,

as our time, is being stopped... 

Too casual, we become,

ignoring warnings, we succumb, 

pushed into cycles of injuries, 

without an escape, from the dump. 

And we lament, as we regret,

our arrogance, mistakes committed,

praying to heal, from the damages,

turn back clock, so we prevent... 

Disturbances to the flow,

letting homeostasis grow,

our body in healthy spirits, 

without concerns or worries...

Of diseases!

Dear Earth,

Dear Earth, 

I hope you are doing good,

it's been long, we have spoken,

but do understand, I do care,

for the things, taken for granted. 

I ask for your forgiveness, 

for many of grave choices,

mistakes from the past,

that I have committed. 

I am responsible for extinction,

of the species, your cherished children, 

from acid rains, to falling asteroids, 

changing chemicals, in the atmosphere. 

But do realize, I was forced,

there are things, beyond my control,

even abetted by your subordinates, 

be it your gravity, or volcanic eruptions. 

Even now, I feel betrayed, 

for, your children, are on rampage,

tainting each corners, they never faze,

debris & pollutants, in sacred space. 

It took millennia, for us to create,

a vibrant world, when we communicate, 

day and night, as seasons changed,

creating weather, with invisible threads. 

And I recognize, you are exploited,

but I am helpless, when climate failed,

making you vulnerable, as you break,

from drought, flood, cyclones & heatwave. 

So, my dear Earth, I want to convey,

being a well-wisher, I always prayed,

may you heal, grow and prosper, 

and we remain close, walking together... 

And for humans, 

let good sense prevail,

and return to those times,

when they revered...

Both earth and the sky! 

Sincerely yours, Sky.