‘natra’ Poem by HARSH OZA

Open on day, awake at night,
Just s little small, just a little smart.

You have the sight, you have the light,
You are the world, contrast or bright.

Like a tiny pebble, you are indene,
Looks so heavenly, art so holy.

Dreaming in day light, sometimes with open eyes,
You collect pictures of likes & dislikes.

More then yours, you help rest at work,
Sweeter then tongue you spread the word.
Making things clear, from tears to fears,
Love to lust.

You express it better
Transforming thoughts to emotion’s
Like a mirror, reflecting your inner-self,
Even the brains trust you more
Then to what they listen.

This earth is just the matter, the perfume of your feeling
Make things magnetic
From the petals of flowers, to paramount hills,
The thunderous monsoon, to serine oceans,
Making life a special event,
For everyone running to live it more then 100 years.

Never bugging compliment’s
Neither demand a Para of praise.

No-one ever cares, what all you do for them,
Unless they are abjured
From the vision of yours……