Sunday, March 23, 2014

138. Strange


Waves keep coming to the shore,
Wind keeps blowing through forests,
Rain keeps tapping on roofs,
Birds keep singing and chirping.

Strewn carelessly is nature's bounty,
But strange are we humans
Who value things difficult to get,
But ugly and useless otherwise.

2 comments:

Sandhya said...

People who cannot admire nature are not human at all.

Sai Charan said...

Nice poem reminding the beauty of nature around to those who neglect to admire simple joys!! :) Cheers!! :)