Sound's the first thing we hear whilst in womb,
And when die, the last thing that goes numb.
Power it has to relax,
Or if not, mind to tax,
He that can't learn to use it is dumb.
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Reflections |25.11.2019|
Topic: sound, noise, today
Noise pollution. This rising intolerance we see in the society, daily happenings of road rage, this losing of tempers for flimsiest reasons, these blaring of loud speakers to drown everything else, 'and tension all around, I think is to some extent an outcome of noise that attack us right from the early morning (temples and mosques) . But we are still blissfully tolerant!
The content of your note says it all...it is better than any best comment....a thought provoking limerick and an useful note of suggestion...thank you Aniruddhaji for this inspiring poem
It is sad that instead of doing something about noise pollution, we are creating more and more of it by the day. Thanks for your encouraging words, Indiraji.
A brilliant poem sir! Loved reading it...............................................10++++++++
A great limerick as always, Sir. Cleverly written.
Thank you indeed. As I said below (Bernard F S) , many of my limericks are limericks only in construction, and they call for serious introspection. Soft music is another remedy, but the young generation seems to like loud decibels.
Noise pollution is one of problems that urbanized cities has to deal with. It disturb the peace that we want to achieve after a.long tiring day. But what can we do? Government cannot put an end to it. The great Poet advice as.stated in the Poet's Notes.is indeed very useful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well composed limerick, sir Aniruddha...10++
Thank you once again for liking this limerick, which actually calls for a serious thought on noise pollution that we suffer from.