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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The stern sun frowns and mocks At the hide and seek of creatures sly In the dunes of the wide sandy stretch ; One chases the other with survival shocks , While the wheeling winged vultures fly, Viewing the supine, torn and scattered wretch Being bitten or pecked in wild hunger, With grunts and screeches to feel stronger . The arid air greets the cacti hostile, And the invisible , bleary blanket of heat Envelopes, scorching and parching all through The land of dying hope and dead smile ; No shelter nor a hide anyhow to retreat ; In light or in the dark , every meek move Finds anxious uncertainty haunt with disdain, Leaving no choice : breathe or abstain . An awful aroma and fragrance dense Fills the woodland and the thicket thickset ; Whispering leaves and the avian melody Back up the anxious roars, and chatters intense ; Any venture ends up in sigh and fret ; Living is reduced to a receding parody ; Might is right, and success a chance , And futile, pangs flow in resonance . Round the lake is the overgrown greenery -- A meadow of reeds and creeper- brace Looking over the peeping lilies that smile ; The large remnant mirrors the cosmic scenery To make up for the missing trace -- A little domain to live in , the while ; The spell of croaks and chirps in tune Enlivens it's own ethos with the croon. The cruel and crafty hunters of prey, Wait to pounce on creatures indolent ; Often the seeker is sought unawares as victim ; And the run goes on night and day, With a blend of action and reaction silent ; No order nor method prim : just so grim ! The realm with space and possession is null , The impulsive spirit of life goes dull..!
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