Poem No: 49. Our Minds Do Work Like The Machines Or Tools Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Our minds do work like the machines or tools
And make us now the factories of fools.
The beauty of nature now doesn't move us.
To destroy it now we effort so much.

Our forefathers would once play with nature
And grow with elder's love and nature's care.
They'd love to see the moon kissing the sea
And be charmed by the cuckoo's melody.

Now we are pleased with earthly possession
Or seeing naked girls with attention.
We like rose to use it as love's disguise
And to us beauty and love have no price.

My Lord! from deep slumber, awake our hearts
And to save our life, show the true love's paths.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'Beauty and Truth in Love', No: 49
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