Nature, The Eternal Force
My first poem- Nature, The Eternal Force
I wake up one sunny morning,
Hearing a tiny sparrow sing, Cleaning the head of yesterday's zing, After life's hectic running,
I wake up one sunny morning,
Hearing a tiny sparrow sing, Cleaning the head of yesterday's zing, After life's hectic running,
Nature, your peace is rejuvination,
For us weary little humans who work
Without jubilation and make mad creation,
Not caring for your premonition,
We petty immoral souls though intelligent
Are mad in pursuit of money,
Leaving our moral responsibility
Of protecting the life around us
We care for those who speak but,
What about the creatures mute,
Who carry the momentous pressure,
Of being made forever mute,
Nature has given us so much intelligence,
But, not for taking away mute life,
The intelligence man has
Should be used to preserve life,
For future generations to savour eternally.
BY
Kumarpal Vardhan,
Aspiring poet, writer and environmentalist
Nature, your peace is rejuvination,
For us weary little humans who work
Without jubilation and make mad creation,
Not caring for your premonition,
We petty immoral souls though intelligent
Are mad in pursuit of money,
Leaving our moral responsibility
Of protecting the life around us
We care for those who speak but,
What about the creatures mute,
Who carry the momentous pressure,
Of being made forever mute,
Nature has given us so much intelligence,
But, not for taking away mute life,
The intelligence man has
Should be used to preserve life,
For future generations to savour eternally.
BY
Kumarpal Vardhan,
Aspiring poet, writer and environmentalist
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