moziac of life (as maah frnd says!)

ONE OF THE VERY D GOOD POEMS OF MAAH FRND THAT I HAVE FALLEN FR .. COMMENTS INVITED FR THE RISING POET !.


The morning sun rises
The squirrel, the sparrow, the rose prises,
The dark night is out of crises,
The world besides the ocean dices,
The twilight finally mesmerizes,
Then why the morning sun rises.

A plant is planted By birds it is haunted,
By populace it is daunted,
By age it is then gaunted,By death it is pounded,
Then why is a plant planted.

A child is borN,
Sprouts like a ripened corn,
Grows like a melodious horn,
He is then left lorn,Apart he is finally torn,
Then why is a child born.

The sun rises to drive away the gloom,
The plant prises as the nature's broomThe child comes up with an invitation to cheers,
Life withers away to remind us of tears,
The one who wins is the one who bears and steers.

Nature has its own laws,All perfect and with no flaws,
Full of tricks, saturated with straws,
This Mosaic, no one knows who draws,But whoever he is,
deserves an applause.-Deepinder Singh Kalra

MAH FRND!(deep kalra)