Simplicity In Abundance Poem by Gautam Sen

Life that encircles us is
hard and tough in a way,
vexes me sometimes.
Gone are those simple days.
where has gone those simple smiles?
How have we abandoned those simple styles?

In some corner of my mind's layer
flashed a spark to strike me then -
'some simplicities, though bit scarce,
still are at hand, come so often.
Be on focus. If you can,
keep your eyes ready to scan.'

The rising Sun in a quiescent backdropp
splashes its treasure on age-old earth.
A little lily blossoms on its stalk atop
to greet the baby dawn with simple mirth.
Seldom has a songbird stopped its songs.
Unaltered remained the splendour of roses,
ignoring all its painful prongs –
Spells of beauty still going strong.

Smiles a little child,
Not rendered by any inborn thought;
and a mother's care is so pure
that simplicity simply reigns in lot.
Try to rejoice before it dries.

Such humble samples in numbers we have ~
no evils so far have dared them to grab.
It's our minds that always find
things in a skeptical way
that makes our visions blind.
Simplicity is not lost,
not crushed by the daily grind.