LIMITATION, THE ULTIMATE ALARMING TUNE WITH SUBLIMATION!

Scientists, writers and philosophers

They are rare species, but hardly we praise for their endeavors

They heralded a new horizon

Instigate us to be amused for their lovely echelon

They only having the capacity

To ignite human civilization with intriguing modality!

But, alas! We poor mass

We hardly realize their solemn task

Our expectation from them is high

Failing to attain according to our design, we sigh

Sheer disgrace we offer to reduce their morale

Ignoring with our imposed hindrances, we take pride for our lopsided terrain

They transcend out of their precious acumen and glow

To prove they are only axiom which we hysterically follow!

When we see a big banyan tree

Though few in numbers, but give haven to many plants and birds with glee

Provide soothe to weary travelers

Centuries long it religiously maintaining its grandeur and flavor

But for the sake of human civilization

We ruthlessly uproot it to expand our haven for human habitation

Old is gold is our common term

Where we can afford trees for wood at random!

Obliterating the trace of myriad

Forgetting, it is the essential condition for human existence

We fancied making bonsai in our terrace

Taking pride to keep its trace in our indigenous phase!

It is the innovation we take pride of

Discarding old, we perhaps can only offer ignominy to gold

Forgetting its precious role

Beckoning our own jeopardy with hyperbole!