Sitting In the Lap of Mother Nature

There is nothing more in roses, nothing more in sky,
Stars are there with no dreams and only despair
Sun is there with no shine,only blind
Diversity is there but with no living signs.

Trees no more dance,bushes no more wiggle
Grass no more cuddle and birds no more appear
Sparrows are lost and dodo we had lost
Dolphins are about to disappear, the little guest are never going to appear
There are wars with nuclear,arms with axes and weapon gears.

Trees are no more safe 
Flowers have enemies everyday
Bio is only in books diversity, is only in pamphlets and zoos
Raise your voice is the only one time thing
Internal heart for this is not beating
What to do with slogans and writings,nothing can happen without stepping.

No place is old today,no place has fishes to feel today
Water is as cold as it was to be
Aagae got its bloom over the blue field
Cans and recycles are not in trash
Heavenly places are getting mixes up with that.

Cocaine is no more a smuggle,
smog and fog is a new addiction
I look in the sky,there is nothing 
I see to the moon,it lost its smile
Sun and moon are only friends 
Everything on earth is getting alone wolf
Stop this for time being
Take a minute to respect  green.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Agustin Avatar
August 23, 2024 at 6:16 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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