I Have To Accept It Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Gentle breeze is blowing
In the pleasant season,
Beautiful flowers are swinging
With great ease and spontaneity,
They have no intention to stop,
Nature is absolutely divine this time,
Nothing is incongruous indeed,
This way long time elapses,
All of a sudden.....
The cruel guns start booming,
This reminds me
The harsh reality of the earthly sphere,
I realise....
I have to accept it even with utmost unwillingness.