Poem On Jungle Mein Mangal

Sun June 16, 2013 by Kunal Bansal

In the jungle,
The main center of Mother Nature,
Where adventure runs wild.
The drum’s beating loudly,
The wild is calling out,
The air is blowing hard.
That is the very sound playing.
The sound of the wild
Playing right
In the heart of the jungle.
Taking you deep
Right in the heart of the jungle.

In the jungle,
Rich in beauty and serenity,
It is house to wildlife,
The animals dwelling
Are one huge family.
The plants come together
To form a world of attraction.
Love and harmony
Prevail right
In the heart of the jungle.
Working wonders
Right in the heart of the jungle.

In the jungle,
Which is a paradise right on earth.
A place of wild nature,
You can gaze at the works
And the wonders of God.
Densely desirable
A splendid place to marvel at.
Mesmerizing you
To be drawn
In the heart of the jungle.
Captivation
Right in the heart of the jungle.

In the jungle,
The forever charming warm setting
Takes you close to nature.
So much truly divine,
Is a much cherished world.
Mother Nature is proud
In having accomplished so much.
Accomplishment that’s
Showing right
In the heart of the jungle.
Pride and honour
Right in the heart of the jungle.

In the jungle,
Sight of green colour dominates.
Green, vibrant delight viewed
From most plants and trees’ leaves,
Offers flourishing source
That brings tranquility
And peace into the atmosphere.
Adornment is so
Well placed right
In the heart of the jungle.
It feels like home
Right in the heart of the jungle.