Worthy Village Soul Poem by sarwesh tiwari

Having coffee at his backyard
while sipping very little drop,
The man at his age of thrive,
was reflecting closely on his bygone life.

Once he was a young man
helping his father in the field
happy and cheerful in his village
that was giving fertile yield.

People cared for others
lived like a family one.
songs of the birds, winds from trees
evening get togethers all were in unison.

A curse was near
thus came a drought
such dreadful the endemic
all life came to a nought.
bonded by destiny
he left the village for city.

Thus he came with dreams
of having a better future
worked hard day by day, night by night
started flowing with the stream.
A place he got in the city's heart
higher position thus his skill bought.

While on city's journey he gained a lot,
but somewhere his innocence & emotions lost
he became so busy in achieving materialistic goal
thus left his friend his worthy village soul.