man and the nature( an immaturely true poem!)
Man and the nature 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 and this world The men with all their gold and emerald Darken all with foul lights and bleeding scars!