Poems

Knowledge

Do notice the honey bee in the morning

In search of flowers it goes on buzzing

Nectar it is in search for

In each and every flower’s core

Neither time-waste is its aim

Nor buzzing simply to create blame

Nectar from flowers it gathers

To feed itself and others it bothers

Healing power the honey has

To make the pain of man pass

Peek into the door hole of Knowledge

Seek for the honey fruits of knowledge

To tell the truth there is

No better honey than knowledge

Clarity it gives to our eyes

Visuality it gives to our lives

Adorned is man’s soul by this

Elevated is man by bliss

Flowers are like books

View them if you can

With an eye of long span

Knowledge you should spread

From the words that is read