Poetry

I Love Tribal Village

I grew up in a village environment without

the complexities of urban life.

 

When the destination changes, those moments

will never come in life again.

 

I try to remain happy and laugh a lot for

no particular reason.

 

I love to interact with new people to find

out differences in other cultures.

 

In beautiful shadows of the Sun and Moon,

I try to fulfil my utmost desire.

 

I try to do the right thing and I never worry

about the consequences of my life.

 

I become excited and nervous at work,

as I want to gain experiences in life.

 

I love to listen to robin bird sing as sweet

notes wake me up at dawn.

 

I love to walk in tribal village, which gives

an amazing impression about life.

I love to visit market where I can see wood,

handicrafts of metal and terracotta.

 

Tribal village captured my heart and soul,

where I can enjoy the beauty of nature.

 

But what appealed to me was the caring

nature and hospitality of the people.

 

The secret of beauty is nothing but positive

thought, if a person is pessimistic.

 

It would be an emotional moment of my life,

if I could visit that tribal village again.

 

I remember only the good ones but love still

remains in the mind for that tribal village.

 

                                                                                                ~ Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar

                                                                                                         New Delhi, India

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