If You See Me Lost In Wilderness.

If you see me lost in Wilderness.

If you  see me lost in wilderness,

Stumble upon, stubbles, thimbles,

Blood oozing on my cuticles,

The prick is less piercing, for

The  neglected greenery  voice

In   husky nod, ‘care to redeem

Us from extinct vile.’ The deer

and   antelope  dare  not

run  fast  on the marooned

bunches of dried leaves,

for starvation  half killed  them.

 Once upon a  time cool pond,

Now craves for the sky benevolent,

Flowers   don’t   have a carnival

For the  stem cells   were dead   long.

Birds migrate to a different   band.

I don’t go back to urban colony,

But  move to nurture,

 ancient rural,Agricultural   tillage