Silence At Daybreak - Poem by swetha vankayalapati
In darks, in prolific sands with sprinkles of rain,
Springs up a greening deed, the seed with a grin!
Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, is a part
Of plant, a silent kingdom; rivers visit
Pour waters to its stems to grow green;
Its painted in colours with sunlights strewn,
It plans climates and drives them in time;
Healthy it is to lead a team called forests
For guests ‘animals' to arrest in caress.
Seed with a grin, sighs rejoicing!
Prays for dawn to break in! !
Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, outsiders
Search sweet aroma for food, so stand that side;
To erect in heights strong to direct rough winds,
to blow soft breezes in widths;
To grow in lengths, wood for home,
flute for music, all for kids;
if its unique, its cut down to bonsai art,
carried out to musuems, for all folks;
Seed with a grin, looks in..
For dawn in no mean! !
Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, latex
Of it is as rubber in use, fibre of it use in textile;
To shine in daylights; enlighten a soul out of daydreams,
To dance in seasons with clinging flowers for pollens!
These positive notes energise medicine origins.
Roars of factories use electricity of coal,
From ur burrial sands, after many years long;
Further turn to crude petrol, for road vechiles' roll.
Seed with a grin, learns this grim!
In short, dawn breaks, seed breaks down! !
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