Perspectives and the Jungle in the Rain!!

There is a question that bothers me;

Being away from nature makes you forget it

Or bring you more closer to it?

Sometimes it feels the rain drops,

Unexpected during the Spring,

Really does not bring to you Joy any more

As you are more fragile to the dirt on the street

Than attracted to the touch of the heavens.

It is a question of choice;

A difficult one between a complain

And a desire to accept the things

The way they are;

Or you take simplicity to be repetitive;

And the maze to be the order of the day.

In short, you welcome perplexity with open arms

That shot of ambiguity lies so flat in your system;

Still you do not care!!

My beloved said, lets quit our jobs

And start a new business;

To cater to the ideas unexplored.

Never did we thought that we

will be slaves to the demands of discipline

And never alter the fact that

Behind all great ideas

We keep praying for the extra dollars!!

That is when, we fail to prefer to acceptance

And choose to complain;

The need to go beyond the circle of life decays!!

Consider crossing a signal on the road.

The urge for a quiet halt and then speeding up

When it is green is lost thousand years ago.

We race against time and kill the beautiful time.

A rain in the Jungle is so beautiful

And we all dismantle this fact.

We have come far away from the rain,

And we do not want to go back.