The Nature's Paradise Poem by Eshan Gupta

While floating o'er a vagabond cloud,
I saw a gleeful and astonishing crowd
Of Chattering wildlife in a forest nice,
Adorned with mistful beauty of sunrise.
Animals and birds, both love each other,
And play in the lap of their nature-mother.
All day long, the pinkish pearls,
Rained from the mallow, that smartly curves.
Endless joy of melodic notes, that flow
From fruit of cuckoo, slow.
Also stopped working little dilligent ants!
And chose fun with grass-hopper, on flowery plants.
The snakes on trees became the ornaments.
My heart, it filled, with silk sentiments.
The yellow straps of big cats and deer,
Were glittering gold in shady wear.
The lavish style of giant elephants,
Were giving rides and playing pranks.
The natural blue umbrella earned many shades.
My little bad thorns, gently fades.
Butterflies around, giving gems of pleasure.
Even horizon falls short, my happiness to measure.
Entire nature danced with peacocks' tails,
On tune of rain, on earth that sails.
The beauty of jungle was doubled, I claim
When it reflected from the mirror of lake.
The day escapes, and night arrives,
With lamp of worm, in air that drives.
The moon and stars, with a surprise
Of silver banket, on land that lies.
In gentle lake, the stars that play,
With their leader, moon; and twice the ray.
The night, doing the catwalk, silently goes.
And leaves the land without foes.
The day again sets with mistful sunrise,
That follows the routine of nature's paradise.