A Day To Start With.... Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
A Day To Start With....
Why our day starts with beautiful music in ear?
Why it doesn’t fail even for single day in year?
Cuckoo airs melody at an appointed hour
Whole atmosphere echoes it with good odor
All birds have special character
We may find them usually in every sector
They have their own specialty to serve the mankind
Each one holds prominence and has specialty of its kind
Cuckoo is only one bird with melodious voice
We exclaim and appreciate without any choice
She airs lovely music in air when breeze is cool
Arrival of sun shine with her song may alert even fool
It is pleasant to hear her voice with music
It generates thrill and creates good magic
God might have gifted it to one in million
Music with beauty is considered as real union
Cuckoo is black but considered as melody queen
Everybody may listen to and seems to be very keen
Pigeon may be called peace ambassador
Cuckoo too may be called God's messenger
It is early definitely some signal in the morning
Telling the world about impeding danger and stern warning
“You be sweet to all” and remain close to heart
Jump to brisk but later on turn it to good start
Nature is very kind to human being
It doesn’t differentiate between poor and king
Its flow is uniform and even in all the direction
Seasons too follow the suit with equal action
In every action you may witness complete harmony
It may not be possible with us or in fact with many
It is tragedy and must be looked as not good sign
We must love to live with peace and feel fine
If birds don’t ignore the nature then why do we?
Why we remove the trees and make them refugee
We loose the shed and they loose the home
We know nothing and aimlessly roam
Nature never deserts us and offer fine place
How easily we can forget and replace?
We can act thankless and invite the wrath
It is one step away from loosing faith
Had there been any other option for us to follow?
We could have made the land to go barren and allow
Complete destruction of natural property to pave the way
For other things to come up and permanently stay
No body can save us from possible fall out
It will be no retreat but invitation to drought
Complete extermination of mankind without battles fought
What do we seek in reality? Survival or rout?
Why our day starts with beautiful music in ear? Why it doesn’t fail even for single day in year? Cuckoo airs melody at an appointed hour.. with nice things always....10
Why our day starts with beautiful music in ear? Why it doesn’t fail even for single day in year? Cuckoo airs melody at an appointed hour... nicely worded and must be adhered to....10
Nature never deserts us and offer fine place How easily we can forget and replace? We can act thankless and invite the wrath It is one step away from loosing faith Nice poem it deals with human nature actaully -the many facets of our character, human being. and this verse, to me served as the focal point of the whole poem...the question on what we are doing to our 'mother earth', thus, the reality of pain and sorrow and all the unpleasant realities in our world is the cause of our human tendencies. all the best
Thank you so much for writing this poem, I can relate to every word of it, 10 and will become my favorite.
If birds don’t ignore the nature then why do we? Why we remove the trees and make them refugee We loose the shed and they loose the home We know nothing and aimlessly roam this is brilliant, hasmukh, all of it - birds are far more sensible than we are, but they don't have a free will, we do, and what do we do with our freedom, we 'remove the trees', home of the birds. loved this a lot
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4/18/2024 1:56:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good nature poem, imagination.