In the vase of love, only colourful flowers come and display beauty
Inviting everyone by their fragrance sweet as love everywhere sure;
But in the basket of hatred, only junks, rubbishes and garbage ever
Brim-fully occupy repelling all out by unbearable stenches sans regret!
Natural world of life has only love and beauty inviting everyone ever
To relax, get refreshed and rejuvenated by new resolve to deal life ills;
But in the machine world of noise and smokes, only dirty effluent
With poisonous polluting things mix with good water and air and kill all!
All over the world, the culture of best thoughts, ideas and deeds flourish
Whether in the past or present or ever making all recover from fake spell;
But the glittering civilization only leaves all suffer in diseases new forever
With no medicine to cure leaving them to disappear of their own accord!
Past world history has taught many lessons to improvise with genuine ideas;
But if the world goes on same old beaten track, how can new hope be generated!
In the basket of hatred, only junk and garbage remain. A beautiful comparison and analogy.
Thanks a lot dear friend underlining the drawbacks in modern world!
Dear Ramesh Sir, this is such a beautiful poem. In the vase of love, only colourful flowers prevail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is only love that shall win. Great.....Many Stars for this poem dear Sir.
Thank you for your high praise reading my above poem, dear friend!