Lines Written in Mythical Rolling Hills

 The ocean, so isolated above 

Thoughts of every man’s sonder in sand 

Surrounded by blissful Nature’s cove 

Does Wonders as I sate on this land 

I, spectator of worlds clement culture 

To what man has done of man 

Breeze’s breathes swaying the lovely cluster 

Heavy, tossed aside like a pitiful can 

Trade our hearts for a sordid wish 

Lethargic of the luflic wonders 

Lot of perfect green and Golden mesh 

Converted into gray and soft thunders 

Paving way from nature’s eye 

An eternal suffering from the golden lamp 

Every step —a burden of a sigh 

To sink below the ocean’s deep damp 

Have I not reason to lament 

What man has done of man?

A poem that is deeply inspired by Wordsworth and the era of romanticism. 

-Sahana