From the darken sky you born Like a newborn from his mother's womb Nurtured and cared in the lap of dawn Slowly and slowly you grew Started taking stumbling steps Played in the enormous field(sky),wide spread Your tiny steps turned in run Leaded you in the mid of sky,
Where you find yourself brightly shun Wanted to rise higher than high O! shiny sun always remember All awaken must have to go for slumber When they find themselves exhausted and Their warmer veins get freezed O! Sun look at the those high hills Where slope begin just with other side of the peak,
Same thing happens to you After passing childhood and youth When you knock at door of dusk your burning limbs get weak And then night (death) wraps you up in the darkest sheet In a massive grave (night sky) you get buried.
Petunias dangle with the gust of wind Seems like maidens dancing in ballroom Dressed in gown coloured in violet, White, red and pink The sun being lazy seeks siesta in noon Thick foggy sheets wrap ups the moon When Snow and wind befriends with each other We grits our teeth and badly shivers A huge group of fog block our ways And nights are so quit unlike May.
Emotions hovering high and low There's a river flowing inside me Gives my feelings a fluent flow Sometimes its just so calm as night Other moment resound like a lion's roar Pebbles, stones and rocks are its friends While cuddling with them mellow melodies run,
Whether it would be compose or like thunderbolt By the wind blown out by mood it gets controlled No idea what would happen as it get flooded very often And then rigorously smashes all well builted dams Whereby sometimes a dry leaf get a shore.
White fluffy pampas wiggling across the lake Since I was child they captured my gaze Sometimes I see cluster, and sometimes only one Whenever I travelled on the road passes through them Some are standing straight like arrogant youths While some are bend downward like mature in his adulthood They dance passionately with wanton winds,and In the burning beem gracefully glint Look like snow basking in moonlight And light saffron tint when the sun rise.
//Seeing pampas during journey teaches me You needn't to be always strong and rigid as stone stiff To win the war where you're fighting in Because you could have conquered everything Just with the single weapon called delicacy.//
Let's move to the place, Where clear blue skies are not sold to smog, Lets move to the place, Where the sun still shines the most not the skyscrapers, Let's move to a place, Where green lands are not sold to industrialists, Let's move to a place, Where meadows are still have sparrows, Let's move to a place, Where night sky still wraps itself with the blanket of millions of stars, Let's move to a place, Where hearts are not concrete, Let's move to the place, Where people have not sold their courtesy And values to hypocrisy, Let's move to countryside #pastoralpoem