Stick To The Soil

I heard the laughing oceans

The waves do talk to me

They bury a thousand emotions

And each drop wants to be free

The wood says,

Brown is its colour

They do build greenery

The sun rays

And the fresh odour,

Build up the scenery

Let me stick to the soil

And give my blood to thee

No one here is so loyal

To take care, you see

My words, like the rain

Fall out and go in vain

My arms bear the strain

For you, I'm insane

No healing, nor the wind

Nothing suits me

Though my will, so much kind

I just want to be

A sapling in thy region

Shouting out for help

We kindness, with no reason

Cut it yourself

So,

Let me stick to the soil

And give my blood to thee

No one here is so loyal

To take care, you see