You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 14 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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4. YOU DON’T NEED TO TEACH 

 

You don’t need to teach the voluptuous blanket of clouds; to torrentially rain,

 

You don’t need to teach the seductively alluring rose; to disseminate its scent  ubiquitously across the fathomless Universe,

 

You don’t need to teach the desert sands; to be blistering hot;  indefatigably throughout their life,

 

You don’t need to teach the oceans to handsomely swirl; undulate charismatically  as each instant unfurled,

 

You don’t need to teach the slithering bodied snake; to ominously inundate the atmosphere with its flurry of volatile hisses,

 

You don’t need to teach the spider to spin its web; weave of silken sheath of astounding wonder; within lightening seconds of time,

 

You don’t need to teach the Sun to poignantly blaze; deluge every cranny of this famished planet; with exuberant energy and Omnipotent shine,

 

You don’t need to teach the frogs to croak; bounce in ebullient euphoria through mesmerizing puddles of rain,

 

You don’t need to teach the resplendently alluring Moon; to blossom into pearly rays of enchantingly milky shine,

 

You don’t need to teach the menacingly gleaming crocodiles; to pulverize their prey into countless pieces of delicious chowder,

 

You don’t need to teach the bird to handsomely fly; soar like a majestic prince amidst the silken carpet of clouds; for times immemorial,

 

You don’t need to teach the lids to flirtatiously wink; pop down in subtle insinuations to philander and romance,

 

You don’t need to teach the winds to drift; casting their exotic spell and unprecedented melody; upon each organism that they encountered in their way,

 

You don’t need to teach the conscience to be irrefutably righteous; stringently annihilate; even the most minuscule traces of the lecherously bad,

 

You don’t need to teach the fish to magnificently swim; stay with astounding equanimity and stupendous poise; even in the heart of rampantly deep sea,

 

You don’t need to teach seeds to sprout into gigantic trees; incredulously proliferate the gifts of nature; to perennially continue the chapter of tangible existence,

 

You don’t need to teach avalanches of ice to tantalizingly melt; diffuse into a stream of ravishing water and supreme contentment,

 

You don’t need to teach truth to emerge as the ultimate winner; uniting one and all alike on this planet; in the bond of philanthropic peace and love,

 

You don’t need to teach a new born child to cry; enlighten every bit of gloomily dreary manipulation in the air; with its wonderfully rhapsodic voice,

 

And you don’t need to teach the heart to immortally love; dedicate each of its beats to the entity it loved; in each birth that it got a chance to throb once again .