Sunday, 20 April 2025

A Visit To A Countryside.

"Tiring it is to live in this earth", 
I used to think, sitting beside my hearth
No peace at work, nor at house
I desired to get out of this life of a mouse
Planning a holiday, I got up on the train
Beside the window, travelling with the rain. 

The people here on earth do not serve 
The healthy environment I do deserve
Giving up the hope of being the world's pride
I want to go back to my native countryside

I have been tired of blaming, now I have
No one to blame but me
That I was the only one who could niether hear the sweet tune of life
Nor witness the waves on the sea

I could figure out the figures out there, while 
I could listen to the cries of happy and sad
I was not specially abled, then, 
I did not know how to thank for what I had. 

Now, when I am smiling at whatever I find, 
Relevant or not, at small things,
My life is happier than the whole mankind. 
I have got an invisible pair of wings. 

The birds which were once just specimens of museum for me, 
Are chirping to fill my ears. 
Nature has sent a team of angels, you see 
to wipe off my long borne tears. 

The sea over there is splashing on the soil
The blue clear water calms down the turmoil
Within me. Just like the finely trimmed grass
Nods it's head as if it could understand the emotions revolving around my mind. 

The trees over there are waving its branches 
Along with the soft, sweet breeze. 
I am sitting with my rabbit under the birches
Relishing on a freshly made cottage cheese. 

My eyes are following the movement
Of the hens, 
The caterpillar is catering,the beauty of its presence. 
The colourful butterflies are making my day, 
A group of hares are gnawing on the hay. 
Look, another rabbit jumps over the fence. 

Now I am calm,with peace filled,all within me, 
I have to return to my abode, where I was used to be. 
The returning isn't hurting, it gives me a sense of hope, 
The depression that I earlier had are now easier to cope. 

The rabbits are running up and down. 
We are sad,it is the time to get to the town. 
But this time I am returning to win, to add my first feather to my crown. 


                                                          Nandini Datta

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