Natural Beauty Poem by Khirod Dalpati

NATURAL BEAUTY

I looked up above the sky
There was a twinkling star,
I thought I could pluck it
And climbed the roof top;
I lifted my hands quite high
But the star lay far-afar.

I peeped into the water
And saw a beautiful fish,
I thought it could be mine
If I could only catch it;
For fate, I scared it away
As I slipped into the ditch.

I walked on the river bank
And picked up a glittering stone
Thinking in my mind
That, it could be a gold;
Slowly the colors faded away
It was a stone - very old.

Walking down along the way
I saw a lovely little rose,
I wanted to pluck it out
And gave a little pose;
Just then I remembered that
I should not poke my nose.

By: - Khirod Dalpati