Something urges me to compose poem about something somehow;
It has become habit to do so everyday sans stop if I am free in a day;
Though I have no idea, I start with a line of my desire and proceed to complete;
This evening sans any ideas, I go to the balcony to see Sky and trees for ideas!
White flowers in a tree and yellow flowers in another tree invite me to see;
It is a common sight and nobody sees them again and again everyday;
But the flowers never fail to bloom everyday at least to cheer up new visitors;
Only tourists love to see such trees in the avenue of the town and take photos!
Sure those flowers are together make a bouquet of them to invite tourists ever;
For the natives, those white and yellow flowers are common sight and so,
They exist as part of their house hold like thing and they take them for granted;
Likewise air, water, cold or hot weather, sky and town too exist unnoticed!
Due to familiarity of existing reality, many pollute and spoil sanitation sure;
If their significance and necessity of life, during times of natural disaster all realize!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Due to familiarity of existing reality, many pollute and spoil sanitation sure; If their significance and necessity of life, during times of natural disaster all realize!