Saturday, January 16, 2016

278. Real life

Away from the hustle and bustle of city life
Stands my village surrounded in green. 
Its morns are filled with delightful chirps
Stars light up the clear night sky. 
Fishing,  farming,  planting trees
People go about their daily life. 
Noise and pollution are unseen here
People never forgo their afternoon nap. 
Oh!  how I long for this rustic life
Devoid of mad race 
For material needs and gains. 
I wish some day soon
To hang my socks
And be part of the real life. 

@ Binita Jha 

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