Thousands and thousands
eons ago
sweet songs perhaps
were coming also from crow..

But submerged in the world
Of machines
Man, running after
the futile pleasure
is devoted in losing its
life’s music…

May be being neglected,
the melody of the crow
died away
and converted in to a harsh cry..

See them!!!
Something in their ears??
Oh!!
It’s the modern devil
‘Mobile’..
Like inseparable part of ears
it seems….

Perhaps the sparrow
failed to rival it..
No more twittering
No more chirping
No more jumping
and no more fun..
Helpless in conveying
its emotion,
we see now
its total extinction…

In the hope of
drawing man’s attention
Cuckoo is struggling
In the midst of
a fatal cacophony..

The world knows bee
for its honey
not for its buzzing..

Only appetite, and greed
rule here..
No value of their passions..
No value of their emotions..
Freedom has no value
for these beautiful creations..

As in Nature’s lap we are
so should be they..
As Nature’s children we are
so should be they..

How many days
in industries’ roar?
How many years
in vehicle’s roar?
How many ages
to stand on
a restless threshold?

Must
come back again,
man will knock at Nature’s door..
Will demand the
lost melody..
Will desire the same music
for peace..

But Oh!! God
let not the day be so late
so that the entire harmony
vanishes forever
and
under the burden of
the stressful life,
in the hunger for peace
and Nature’s tune,
the whole human race
vanish.….