By Dhanuka Dickwella
Nature is resilient and savvy
Determined and leavy
Looking to reclaim
The space invaded by us humans
She keeps sending her foot soldiers
In all forms and shapes
From all directions
To the battlefields of our garden.
The garden around the house
Often gets raided
By tens of plants and grass
That are not the favorites of my mother
She fights back
With all her skills and might
Mamoty, knives and hands
To defeat nature’s rogue forces
Her flowery soldiers and vegetable generals
Often falls and gets defeated
Annihilated by those greeny soldiers
Nature can send in numbers
The will of a woman
Whose mastery is fighting
Fighting anything life throws at her
Keeps raging daily
In my mother’s wars against invading weeds
Categories: #poetry, Writers' Space
The Asian Review 
Simpl yet mmeaningful
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Dhanuka’s poem beautifully captures the ongoing battle between nature and human intervention in your mother’s garden. The vivid imagery of nature’s relentless “foot soldiers” and your mother’s determined fight using tools like “Mamoty, knives, and hands” creates a vivid picture of this struggle. The mention of “flowery soldiers” and “vegetable generals” adds a poetic touch, highlighting the resilience of both sides. The poem effectively portrays the continuous ebb and flow in the war between your mother and the invading forces of nature; which no grown son’s eye would capture, but truly a sensitive heart like Dhanuka’s would. Keep your penning skills shine and world awaiting for your glorious day!!
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