The Visible Change

Under this little roof I started the journey With smiling and crying faces in cradle Great love my mother gave And slept in safety in the cradle I do not remember my past But I can remember my present I can't envision my future But I can understand the end result Born in this village hamlet Where neglect is far and wide Where acceptance is rare in emotions But I know all around me is the faces The loving faces of human mind Which I feel it as blessed ones They only knew to love in heart They are the resemblance of village The village with flora and fauna The place where trees and greenery still The springs of clear drinking water The sweat and blood of farmers in soil That made into paddy fields for farming But changes are visible not at all farming The barren fields like childless women Still there is hope of the future The light of knowledge in younger minds The playful joy of youth here and there The plying vehicles and crowded junctions The evening sky and colored background The folk lore of different items The people amused and entertained The changes are going on and one by one Still my village is so beautiful to me.