Let us talk
Sunday,30th May 2021
let us talk
about our folk
who have inherited natural wealth
and maintained the health
water
they get from the river
fresh air
spread the fragrance here
they are our present
and not the past
we moved to the cities
to suffer miseries
everything is on sale
love has become stale
no forest
no nests for the birds
no moon
for eating with the only spoon
native still use hand
for lunch, dinner with the lovable trend
no chirping in the morning
only crow in the evening
junk food is available and drawing the crowd
roads are filled with vehicles and make a noise with sound
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
Lyn Ramos V Alfonso.. welcome dear · Reply · 1 m Write a reply…
Lyn Ramos V Alfonso I miss those days, the simple but happy life in the village. Nice one. 🌹🌹🌹 · Reply · 3 m
Leni Candiza Gone are the days..when people love to stay in a village of fresh air, water, food, with no chemicals added.today's generation is high technology. · Reply · 10 m 'Most relevant' is selected, so some replies may have been filtered out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gayatri Bagayatkar welcome