Encased in massive concrete jungle,
We’re bound to lose
Our ties with nature,
It seems that
Going back’s a struggle,
Corrupting comfort yearns to bait us.
I wish that life
Could pause the racing,
And give us time
Time to feel the pleasure,
Let’s let ourselves enjoy green laces
Of fresh brisk grass, the emerald treasure.
Let’s not avoid the rain
And puddles,
Let’s listen
To the wind’s hoarse whispers,
Immerse in lake’s
Soothing cuddles,
Embrace the nature as our keeper.
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 2:57 PM UTC
Encased in massive concrete jungle,
We’re bound to lose
Our ties with nature,
It seems that
Going back’s a struggle,
Corrupting comfort yearns to bait us.
I wish that life
Could pause the racing,
And give us time
Time to feel the pleasure,
Let’s let ourselves enjoy green laces
Of fresh brisk grass, the emerald treasure.
Let’s not avoid the rain
And puddles,
Let’s listen
To the wind’s hoarse whispers,
Immerse in lake’s
Soothing cuddles,
Embrace the nature as our keeper.