Loss Of Our Childhood Poem by Angelina Pandian

Loss Of Our Childhood



The loss of our Childhood joys
Should not be searched for
In his pure and innocent eyes
They are able to look around
And see the joys of life
A Varied national integration
In each Appartment block we find
A banyan tree with nests of flats
All gathered from different shores
A sheltered life we had in nature's lap
True I agree, but, Life still provides
Each generation its own pros and cons
Let us teach our children to respect
Value, protect and nurture Nature
As best as they can - But, remember
My friend, it is a process called evolution
The wheels keep moving slow but steadily
And we can never put a spoke in between

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
premji premji 23 May 2009

angel, we are the lost generation.... we played in mud, bathed in streams..... tell me where are those streams now? do you hear the song of frogs?

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success