GRAINS OF SAND


Grains of sand under the feet
A feeling so neat
Soft and warm
Feels like a balm

Takes only an imagination
To shape inspiration
And build a sand-castle
With sea shells for tassel

An enchanted world
Nature’s melody can be heard
Although not a dream
As wonderful it may seem

After all it is sand
Grains of sand
Yes, neat and warm
Soothing like a balm

Sure, castle can be build
Can never be part of permanent guild
The nature’s bounty is such
Makes one realize, not lost much

Made memories out of the sand
Flashback control is in one’s hand
Wonder about the gain
Well! Sand with a feel that of grain

Helped create a beautiful lane
Nostalgia! Going down the memory lane 



TAKE A PEEK

Hmm! Let me take a peek
At the attempt to seek
The knowledge that postulates
Theory that indicates
The origin of man
Not so different from our clan

Well! As cited in the article
We both are made of the same particle
Known are we, as their ancestors
Agreed but there is one thing that bothers
It says here, that man has evolved
Grow! Change! Progress! Developed

Precisely that is what it means to be evolved
Have wondered often, has he actually evolved
Watching from here, gathering mixed feelings
Perhaps! He has or he has not, no hard feelings
If I may say so, it is like watching kids grow
Some learning fast and some learn slow

Some behaving well and some like brats
Offended I feel when the behavior of brats
Compared to that of the likes of monkey or ape
If it is actually our behavior they ape
Perhaps our behaviors we should evaluate
For they are our children, our behaviors they imitate!!!


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