Universe serving, day and night
We are busy, in war and fight
The Sun comes early morning
Makes a day, full of charming
Shine goes everywhere for spread
Melts snow, of mountain's head
Its warmth gives us fruit and bread
Reminds promise, what God said
The Flower of garden, and the tree
They give always freshness to me
The Smell of rose is smell of soul
Shadow hugs me of tree tall
The tree of garden, swing my eye
I see leaves, on branches high.
The Night comes with moon and star
They look very near but they are far
Stars look at me, with all his shine
The Moon gives smile all the time
The Moonlight falls, on bench Street
Lovers like angles when they meet.
We invent new weapon of war
Kill love every where, near and far
All men are creation of love
Try other to low, keep himself above
Do not see, what God made for us
We have not time, for all this bless
Universe God, and you and me
Leave all the work, and beauty see.
Author's Notes/Comments:
This poem is about our attitude and nature we always busy in fight and our selfness but this nature is severing us with cost we do not see his beauty and bless