The Deserted House

The Sun ganders through the misty clouds, 

As it's time for the moon to relinquish against the approaching dawn. 

The melodious birds chirp their heart out, 

A small stream gushing along it's way making the tranquilizing sound. 

The Shadow of a deserted house along the river bank, 

Presses against the thick vegetation. 

Once lively, once cozy, once homely to a family, 

Now stands alone  against the backdrop of the scenery. 

The race to acquire material riches, 

Led the inhabitants to move into the ever expanding cities. 

Consigning to oblivion what lied before their very eyes, 

The tremendous riches of nature. 

                                                                                  - Saptak Mankad