A World Of Emotion

Today I looked outside my window,
and I saw the sea.
A roaring, crashing, splashing sight,
Full of misery.
Who will be there to soothe its plight,
to soothe its anger away?

Who else can see its its
foaming madness?
At the tip of every wave.

Today I stepped outside my door,
and looked down,
upon a nest.
Empty, bare, with few feathers,
as the remnants of its past.
The loneliness of this nest, struck as new to me.
The longing of warmth around it,
once more,
the song of want and pain,
whistled through my soul.

Tonight, I pushed my curtains aside,
and saw no moon aglow.
It's children-all the stars-twinkling,
what made their hearts so sore?
They saught their mother far and wide,
blinking tears away.
When one could not take pain any longer,
it broke, and fell away.
That night, I saw many stars fall,
with a spray,
of brilliant light,
the fire of their hurt,
soon washed away,
in the blackness of the night.

Today I saw some parents bade,
farewell to their daughter,
as she was blown away-so gently,
by a knight of chivalrous manner.
They cried, and waved their handkerchiefs,
in the pale blue sky.
What is goodbye-
I had not known,
until I saw the tears in their eyes.

Out in my garden, as I roaned,
I saw a flower tilt.
And the beauties around it too-
began to tilt.
Shared sorrow?
of sorrowful death?
I hath not the answer.
But whatever tis was,
it was shared.
Now I know,
That even nature cares.

That night in my dreams,
or was it a nightmare?
I saw a great tiger roam.
A majestic white coat,
embossed with black,
eyes yellow,
like glowing coal.
It's teeth were sharp,
curled by a pink tongue,
as it extended its legs and roared.
Then the tiger nestled on the floor,
and rubbed its wet pink nose.
Contempt was written all over his posture,
as it lay in the dark foliage.
What fear did the greatest hunter face?
being king of its world-
no one could control his fate.
it was he who decided,
on others' life and death.
he who counted their days.

But as I awoke the next morning,
one question still whispered on my lips.
This world so full of emotions-
flaying about the brim of patience and tolerance,
did it reach him at all?
As he lay on his belly and yawned-
For him, were all this articulate, and specific rules...
Gone?