Staring through, Naps and breeze
Afternoons, the 4 O Clock tea!
Lawns and birds, the green stretch
Water and fishes, summer time creche!
Mountains and hills, lakes to climb
Changing colors, all the time!
Cycles and races, holy places
Rains and frogs, cricket matches!
Winds and fallen trees, water everywhere
Splashing on the sill, but still I stare!
Nothings left, all got lost
All the water, birds and frost
Dug up, rods of iron
Steel and noise, the lashing sun!
Staring through, the barren
Plain stretch, brown mud-laden!
10 comments:
Don't just keep staring.. do smthing! :)
Wonderful poem again!
he he...
sometimes, you cant do anything...! absolutely nothing! just sit, and watch...
what you thought was yours... isnt yours anymore...! and if you thought you were theirs, you arent anymore! ;)
and the beauty of it is... the greenery and the frost dont seem to be complaining...
abbe tu poetry sab kab likhne lag gaya...pretty decent i must admit:D
hey...
mai toh pehle se hi kavi tha... getting it... kavitha... he he...
well...
:P
sometimes simplicity in nature can be the most beautiful thing.
as they say stop and smell the roses. am glad u did that.
Hey Mansi...
actually... this is a scene i have seen through my bedroom window..!
swapna nagari, mulund (w).. .near cypress... if you havent seen it in the ;ast 3-4 yrs... you wont believe it now..!
just when i wrote... the words made sense not just literally but figuratively too...!
Real sorry for your loss bro...i can understand what it means to lose the beauty of ur surroundings..sometimes makes u wonder how all changes are for the good.
heya...
good to see you here... :) u bet...! it is a really bad thing to happen...to lose the neighborhood u love..!
You write very well.
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