An enchanting word of eight letters,
as sacred as the holy scriptures,
'Approval' the worthy word,
humming quietly catchy tunes,
enlivens minds of all kinds,
is required highly by all people.
The covert untold crave of man is
greatly getting approved his ‘Self’.
Approval from mother Earth, you obtain,
is abundant mercy when you want,
and loving strokes laying you in lap
and setting you to comfortable slumber.
The one giving the highest approval
is mother Earth that cradles her children;
in spite of your toughness or softness,
she provides you all the aids needed.
She guides you prudent, gives you abode
and carries a concern for your safety.
Lights she, a high-power lamp for you,
and wipes off the dark, lighting star-lamps,
keeps her water cans full with water
for your daily want, and trains
all greens
to ready the oxy- cylinders,
that are essential for the vast lives.
Tired you are when after the routines
and as you approach your bed
and when you switch off the lights,
Draws she a jet-black velvety blanket,
over you to evade any trouble of sleep
and what else do you want for approval?
this is beautiful Sarala...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Suman.
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ReplyDeletelast line sums up all
This is how displays she concern for you.
Thank you,sm.
DeleteHow we all strive for approval in all that we do! It is a grand thing to have our actions deemed worthy of approval. Beautiful poem and a wonderful word!
ReplyDeleteThank you,Nicholas.
DeleteI liked the last stanza more!
ReplyDeleteThank you,Anil.
ReplyDeleteSlow dance on rotating legs !!!!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem
Thank you,Sujatha.
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