Fountain falls into the flowing river
The high mighty and violent
Blending into the soft and silent
And merging to become one forever…
The beautiful flower blooms for the bees
Colourful pleasant and vibrant
Giving its nectar to the humming tenant
Selfless and humble no glamour no sleaze…
I stop and I wonder,as I see the nature and men around me
Men so lost in make- believe,cemented feelings
Concrete ambitions,replacing skies with ceilings
Calls himself free,but chained in glamour,bounded by pride is he!
The sun the moon and the twinkling stars
They light our lives and this world
The men with all their gold and emerald
Darken all with foul lights and bleeding scars!
-urooj
isnt dere n uprubt ending???
ReplyDeleteI liked the first Para most. Apart from that if it had been a little bit more different(new) in terms of ideas, its beauty would have increased manifold.
ReplyDelete@ poetry club:thnx 4 cmmntng,
ReplyDeletei dnt thnk so..this was the ending i had in mind.
@ amit: thnx...maybe...
but,nature is such a widely written about topic...everythng would seem familiar!