Where's the -.
The raising sun inspires me
The blooming buds stir me
The blowing wind intoxicates me
The moonlit night lures me
The twinkling stars enlighten me
The rushing tides provoke me
The moving clouds fascinate me
The rainy shower delights me
That was the pleasantness
Still standing as childhood witness
Parched lands, pouncing heat waves
Drought and poverty leading to graves
Aggressive selfishness engaging nations
While violence and wars breaking regions
The whole mankind is pushed to stake
Leaving human instinct to its own fate
The disciples of The Supreme are mauled
Everything on earth seems endangered.
Where’s the inspiration that moves
Where’s the intoxication that lures
Where’s the motivation that rouses
Where’s the fascination that delights.
Copyright © Ashok Chakravarthy | Year Posted 2005
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