Nature Speaks A Lot! Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

Golden words written on sand
Get washed away
With one waves on shore
Telling us words are our memories
May be good or bad
One cannot cross life
With stick of memories in hand
Its washing away means to
Forget the memories
Live in present
Think future as golden.

The clouds formed
Is like our anger or hatred in our mind.
When the cloudburst
Is like our anger got burst
And poured out of our mind to make us feel light.
Clouds of emotions is not good one
As it may burst on loved ones
And leave the deep scars behind.

Never to blame the flood
Caused due to block in drainages.
Never to blame heart attack
Caused with full of tensions.

Waiting patiently for the trees to bear fruits
Is telling us every efforts has reward
But wait for it patiently.
Not necessarily we may get what we want
But we are sure to get some.

Being happy with what we have is
The trees who bears neither fruits nor flowers
Is telling us.

Thorns are telling us not to be too proudy that it may
Hurt others and repent later.

Many things cannot be reversed
Deep Scars remains forever
Reminds of the hurt which
Had got from others...

Forgetting scars....
Remaining always positive
Is the one and only way for success!

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Geetha Jayakumar.