OH HARK 2

Suddenly with a very loud  explosion the dark forest resounded
 He jumped up in fright  , looked around, absolutely astounded.
As though  with a sleight of hand , the figure with the gun vanished.
But he continued to be scared ,  his fears were still  not banished.

The clouds now rumbled, and there was a flash of lightning
Oh, the scenario was absolutely spooky and very  frightening.
In this sudden flash, he saw a woman cooking something on a stove
From a neem  tree anxiously watched  a white dove.

In the jungle he had come to be Far From The Madding crowd
But, even the jungle was not away from the cacophony loud.
Alas, his Great  Expectations  had been reduced to Hard Times
Indeed , sorry was the time and pathetic were the climes.

May be all this was a   metaphor for existential quandaries
This thought made the lost man   in his tracks freeze. 
Were they expressing their concern over the war ravaged earth
The very idea now made his body shake with mirth

Now came a man floating   in the air, on his bearded face a smirk
Wondered he,  whether in the forest deep did some more figures lurk
Was he part of a painter's canvas which had  a child like quality
Or whether in these weird  hues  there was  some  surreality ?