A Rose, A Car Poem by Green Peace

A Rose, A Car

Rating: 5.0


The simple joys of life are nicer
A rose, a rain or a river
They're natural thus beautiful
Uncorrupted, pristine, eternal
They're the life and so pure
To any mental ailing perfect cure.
The cashew nut, the cigar, the car
In the hands of a dictator they affiliate more.
Artificiality and sophistry
In revival of fortunes they cause only melancholy
At last beyond the influence
They 're confined, socio phobic, so artificial
All true pleasures, delight, happiness of life forever denied.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chitra - 24 May 2009

natural pristine beauty V/s the transitory aritifical life... your lines are so intense they want the first type of happiness to sustain but in today's mechanized times the latter seems to come out as a winner what an irony

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Ashraful Musaddeq 04 May 2009

Beauty is nature, but in this age we love artificials. Nice poem.

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Eyan Desir 27 April 2009

Complex write poem Good one

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Kesav Easwaran 17 December 2008

the natural 'good's and the artficial evils...good comparison here, Gargi...using nice imageries...lovely...10

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Ashraful Musaddeq 19 October 2008

A joyful poem. Lovely. 10+

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