by Pulkita Anand
There are viral emotions and pandemic thoughts
Nature has caught the contagion and wants
To be on the top of the chart.
The cookies of the dogs and birds
Are lost and sold to the companies.
Snow is not behind them, though
It’s too proud and started erasing its signs.
Now, seasons do not follow any tradition,
And rain is crossing and intruding on cold
Cold is cold to stretch.
Summer is slumbering on the banks
And is enjoying leisure with the soaring mercury.
Ah! The seasons are struggling,
There is a great conflict of emotions
and interest, no one is ready to budge
Everyone is in a tearing hurry
No one is listening to no one
Might is right; to miss is a fool
Utter chaos about policy matters
Summer spilt on rain
Rain annoyed and avoided eye contact
Cold is considerate but responds coldly
about anything, a cold war is going on between seasons
The sun is showing his majesty and grandeur
Sucking and sapping salubrious things
An urgent meeting is called to handle it
Endangered species from different parts of the world
are called to address it. (media is flooded with unprecedented flood news)
Migratory birds are protesting the meeting
And rivers have stopped their communication in some parts
Ice is grieving for his sisters and has started crying incessantly
But seasons have a reason for reasonable men….
Pulkita Anand is from India. Find more of her work in the various literary journals she has been published in.