Touching Deep

Evil Environment

When the nature looses its beauty,
When there is dullness all around
The trees strike back to perform their duty,
Seems like whispering between them a patriotic sound.

When the sea refuses to reflect the skies bluish color,
And the land doesn't reflect the sun's light
The nature appears dull that the duller,
And after a long wait, comes oozing in the much awaited night.

The night passes by as would a gentle breeze,
Back comes the mysterious day
Everyone wanting to lie down at ease,
At the nearest ever bay.

All the humans on earth confused,
All the fauna and flora dying
All the resources being made to use,
Seems as if the nature is death defying.

The sun blazing its heat on the land,
The trees trying to provide relief
The sea on the other hand,
Bubbling out at the reef.

Everyone's mind lost in this intense heat,
Not much to talk about, except the scenic scent
No one wanting to get up back on their feet,
A punishment thundered by the 'EVIL ENVIRONMENT'

Copyright ©2006 Adnan Bashir Bhat



Mystic River

Beyond this space, between the valley,
Ran down the hill an overflowing river
Whatever it hit, took it in its rally,
To a land no one has been to, and will never.

The sound of its flow, a tremendous gush,
Overflowing with its sound was this place
Moving as fast as it could, with a rush
Who could have wondered it had a race?

The air slowly turned misty and chilly,
Not one could have wondered was it danger
In this place, peculiar and hilly,
It could be, if you knew nothing and were a stranger.

The clouds turned black, the angry nature,
The river turned fierce in this weather
Could any one survive here, any creature?
Or would he be left to sorrow on his left over feather.

All you could think of was to somehow get out,
Or be lost in this valley, so to return never
In this land, where nothing would sprout,
The happenings of the ‘MYSTIC RIVER’

Copyright ©2006 Adnan Bashir Bhat


A Night out

It was something terrible, I guess,
A Lonely night, all alone, I confess
Doomed in this dark, my misfortune,
Creepy creatures dwindling on their tune.

Every time I moved a step closer to that thing,
Strange voices beneath me, would ring
Lost in this shadowy mist was I,
I had every reason to feel scared, as strange shadows passed by.

Surely, this was my first experience in this terror,
Faces of the creatures, a thousands in the mirror
Everywhere I looked, strange appearances in my sight,
How scared was I, I was sweating in this chilly night.

Then in a moment, everything dissolved near my eyes,
I could see nothing, but the raging of the skies
I thought, was this the end of man kind?
This misty night and the chilled air, just made me blind.

As I approached that little familiar cave,
I stood for a moment shocked
Made for me was that grave,
Long ago, in which, forever I was locked.

Copyright ©2006 Adnan Bashir Bhat