I see the heaven in flower
The hell in Slaughter house
So do the pot gardening
Me and my spouse
We stopped eating dead animals
Roam hills, jungles, islands for joy
Share the smile of poor children
Giving them cell powered toy.
The joy achieved due to giving something to others is very precious. One who gives is benefited more than the one at receiving end. It is an universal phenomenon. Poem is nice and I enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.9 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem... I am feeling guilty for eating meat after this....