Multitude Poem by shveta sahal

Arguments would be inane if only wise chanted
Woods would be silent if only best Bird sang
Ocean would be forlorn if only white pearls perched
Gardens would succumb if only crimson blossomed
Skies would be lurid if only one moon dazzled
Orchards would disorient if only apples ripened
Happiness would be trivial if only laughter chirped
World would be insipid theatre if only decorous breathed
Life would be puerile if only predictable transpired