Repeatedly doing the same thing makes one do it mechanically;
This is what happening for our daily chores at home with all;
We forget to live natural life and become a machine sans feeling;
After sometime aversion for doing so develops and we hate all!
Machine can go on working as long as it is in good working state;
Machine can perform nonstop and beyond our own capacity;
But we need rest, relaxation and rejuvenation to perform again;
This is how we all live in this world of machines in modern time!
Generations coming next do mechanically all things from start;
If anything goes wrong, they don't analyze and understand;
As they are mechanically doing just like machines they never
Feel satisfied or not, but go on finishing work to see movies!
TV movies are the occupation after work and that's their life;
As long as helpers are there, it's okay, but after that only darkness;
Then only they think about all and try to solve by some means;
Thereafter only, they become humans and live natural life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sir very rightly said. This mechanical life is taking a toll on all of us and I think poetry is the best way to escape this mechanical routine.
Yes, indeed! Thanks a lot for your board view, friend!
Thanks a lot for your broad view of the modern world and its rectification by Poetry!