Depth - Poem Collection

 It's been seven years since he left us, Thatha, the walking encyclopedia, Reading and expanding knowledge till the end, A scholar who inspired us all. He was more than just a grandpa, He was a mentor, guide and a bestfriend, A wise sage who shared his insights, And filled our lives with wisdom. I remember the day he left us, As he gave me a flying kiss, Waving goodbye with a smile on his face, Little did we know it was his last goodbye. His presence still lingers on, In the pages of books he loved to read, And in the memories we hold dear, Of a kind soul who left us too soon. Thatha, we miss you dearly, And on this seventh anniversary, We remember your legacy, Of knowledge, love, and grace.

N ature can be cruel and unfair, A truth that can't be denied, As the cuckoo baby cheats and steals, Leaving the host mummy's eggs to die. The host works hard to build her nest, To raise her family with care, But the cuckoo's sly and cunning ways, Leave her babies with little to spare. The cuckoo's hatchling, strong and bold, Kills the host's eggs, one by one, Leaving the host with nothing to hold, Her babies gone, her work undone. Nature can be harsh and unkind, With no regard for right or wrong, But we must try to understand, This is just how nature belongs. It's not just the cuckoo, it's all around Nature can be cruel and harsh From the lions hunting down the deer that bound To the storm destroying cities in a flash But we can't hate nature, it's a part of our lives We must learn to accept and understand For in the end, it's all about survival and thrives Nature is just being nature, As it is what is demand