
One life, so many songs,
Why sing the sad number,
Sing the joyous ones,
For they will drive away the sombre.
Feel the gusty wind in the end of June,
Drench in the rain for it's monsoon,
Look out the window,hear the canary sing,
Treat your eyes on the lush greenery of the spring,
Try and decipher the cuckoo's spring song,
I bet you will neva regret for having done it all wrong.
One life, so many songs,
Why sing the sad number,
Sing the joyous ones,
For they will drive away the sombre.
Feel the heat of the summer,
Take a taste of the sweat,
Watch all water in the acquarium evaporate.
Feel the cold of the winter,
Breathe in the wintery bluster,
Cuddle up on the couch sipping hot gingery tea ,
tapping your feet to Mr. Mister.
One life, so many songs,
Why sing the sad number,
Sing the joyous ones,
For they will drive away the sombre.
These are the nature's gifts for man to savour on the lawn.
Nature gives bliss and turns the sour mood on.
These little joys keep menancholy at bay,
Because for every little pain Nature has got a rejuvenating pill on the tray.
Thank u good Lord! for Nature is just a window away.

Lovly poem da.........it touched my heart.........gud luk keep going......:)
ReplyDeletegreat concept.. good writing. carry on the good work. n al the best for CAT.
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