Living with Poetry
Poems by Asim Kumar Paul
Saturday, 9 February 2013
HEALING TOUCH OF THE GREEN
Moving through natural garden,
I am on board of an electric train,
With a ticket to go Guntur, AP,
Bringing my baggage on the board.
Green, passing by speedily,
With hill-tops moving in curved line,
Contour of binding line elates the scene,
Outside of our moving train.
The winter day passes on journey,
A well designer creates a new scene
That contemplates slops of green passage,
Trees are like scarf moving behind.
I am arising like tenant of life,
In the percept of green-birth,
As if looking glass is green resort,
The earth makes images, beauty of the nature.
I feel proud in the gentle mirth
Of the nature hurriedly passing my vision,
Amid concrete constructions, stations, towns,
Those are waking in the vast natural stream,
I am moving, surrounding glory fills mind,
And someone makes everything sharp,
Around the vision, and ripe food grains
Are to be collected and recollected, near river basins.
Enormous source for surviving plight,
Keeps us all in salt and in honey
Of the great creation over the earth,
Breathing, and imploring what is more in cycle.
Of our life, love makes our courage
With all the nature’s things, we are participating,
In best performance of our dream,
Mind gets healing touch with the earth’s green.
Asim Kumar Paul
Saturday, February 09, 2013
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