The poetic dilettante

While college life is fervently exquisite, doesn't it always resonate, "Home sweet home" ? There exists a connection, an elixir amongst us   Diffused in every cell, felt in every chamber of our heart.   Ignominious would life be without the elixir’s fuss   Altruism, love, friendship, ardour; our bond’s integral part.   Like Galactic clusters, who us enseigne   Fantastico! Mom’s mouth-watering Lasagne.   Really, it’s a grandiloquence of thoughts   Our Genomes form an intricate craft on exquisite porcelain  pots .   A melting pot of archipelagos , we are all   But yes, autonomy resides with mom and dad , not us all !   How would this change with the passage of time ?   Anticlines or Synclines? I have run out of a rime .   From my brother’s punches to my granny’s cheerios ,   I wake up to tune into mom’s radio, dad’s stereo.   Fe...

Sharing something in the lines of Greta Thunberg... It all starts with pathetic percussions   Of household greenhouse emissions.   Released into the atmosphere.   Why doesn’t anybody care?   It’s all because of our attitude.   That we do not show any gratitude.   For magnificent climate has turned erratic   Then what’s the point of being panoramic ?   Continuous depletion of the ozone layer   While we are just bothered about cricket players .   On one hand floods and on the other droughts.   Here and there a hurricane , then how do we sprout?   Variation in solar radiations   Even more risky than solving differential equations.   For this will affect our natural vegetation.   Then how do you think we will do meditation ?   Natural element are indispensable ;   Then tell me folks, why aren’t we respon...