City Pleasure

I heard the birds singing
With their sweet voices, little but strong
I saw them dust bathing
Will you listen to the brown sparrow songs..?

I saw the flowers that were blooming
On the street side trees.
Behind them, dirty power line was showing..
Will you appreciate the dusty beauty..?

In the smoked city sky
Through the little space of the high buildings
Some nights, the Venus I could find..
Can you see the moon that was shining..?

Yes, I'm dying for the feeling of Sundarban
Where the birds were flying freely..
Where the trees were kissed by the sun
Where the flowers showed their real beauty..

What can be chosen for the city life..
If your soul needs the value of the beauty..?
Accept it or forget it, whatever you like..!!
Take the best from the worst, may be..

How I miss you, my dear forest..
Natural freshness you had provided me..
Living in this dusty city, pleasure requested..
Take the best from the worst.. can we..????