Bl Devnath Poet Verse

If I Ill Treat

If I ill treat with the Mother Nature 
                                             Go against the Creator’s will
                                         Tyrannize and exploit the weaker 
                                     Means I am misusing God gifted power
                               Burrowing a big hole to go to the hell into myself
                             It’s sure that God will give me no good sense next
                     I will be born as one of the great mad in this wonderful world
                                    then the Nature will be the silent evidence
                                                      of my sufferings
                                        Believe or not, makes no difference

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Anne-Lise Andresen April 10, 2014 at 1:58 PM - High power and wise medications come from Mother Nature - We should use nature more than "chemical / medication" - God accepts you, when your day has come. - Lovely poem, dear friend bl. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Bl Devnath April 10, 2014 at 2:00 PM Many thanks my lovely friend for your lovely comment. Loved always, bl