Best Lifeearth Poems


The Hell Broke!

To day the bell toll

The hell broke


The waves rose

The lives swept


The earth caves

Towns vanish


The moon hot up’s

The sun blitz

The air bloat

The skins burn

The hearts weep



Chaos in seconds

Wreckage in minutes


In no time!

You bring back

Time!


Time and again

You play for a while


After a while!


The calm reinforced

The order restored

The earth sprouts

The flower blossom

The Bee zooms

The bird chirps

The heart sings


Tapestry of your imprint

Canvas on the crust

Spread again

In no time!


Krishna Baalu

The Same Old Thing

The earth revolves around the sun
Yes, I know that all too well
In the night when I close my eyes
The universe become silent
All that I endured during the day
Becomes a distant memory

If only magic existed
I'd take shelter in my dreams forever
And if dreams do come true
I'd live the most wonderful life

It's strange how people behave
So many untold words belittling trust
Yet we cannot possibly reveal our true heart
Not when we do not understand it ourselves

And at the end of the day
The same old thing remains
The earth will keep revolving around the sun

Real Pollution

Volcanoes, once, polluted air
With noise and ashes everywhere.
Man made a mask and good ear plugs,
And got him lots of friendly hugs.

Whales, once, polluted the ocean
With all that blubber in overweight motion.
Men cut them down, and that was right,
For then came beauty of lantern-light.

The polluting cold of winter came;
Man drove it off with warming flame.
The polluting heat of summer came;
With A/C humming, he won the game!

The polluting fires in forests wild,
By lightning sent, Sis Nature's child,
Man fights with his most healthy hand
For his pure houses that should stand.

The earth pollutes with sand and dust
Covering floors and pizza pie crust;
Man purifies with walls, doors and glass,
Sees man-aged earth by his window pass.


Change Up

I'm a man reaching up... grabbing a handfull of loose earth with each stride ascending out
of an abyss. Earth that is scented with the dim memory of higher ground. Seeds escape my
soul with each breath full of brimstone smoke. I feel their dead roots between my fingers.
As my tears mix in with the soil, and my muscles sting from my toil, my heart is engulfed
with flames of hope which still linger.

Good God. Great Creator. You hear my soul and have given me strength. You give me rest
under the great oak. You revive my being with sweet water and nectar of the earth. You
heal my being with words in the breeze and hands of warmth from above. You show wisdom to
me in the great oak to see how time and trial give assistance to growth and I love You,
Great One. Great is my God, Lover of my soul. Great Love.

Master Plan

In the beginning, a tremendous explosion!
The birth of countless suns
Breathing with the heartbeat of nuclear fusion
A plan unfolding, the Masters design

A green blue planet, his Masters focus
Creating the setting of life and existence
His chef-d’oeuvre, a creature of his likeness
To whom he gives his gift of conscience.

In a garden called Eden, man fared well
But only to fall to a serpents temptation
Sin was upon man and to man death befell
Cast unto the wilderness, upon his expulsion.

Time came and time past
His sinfulness unchanging, hope almost lost
Then cleansing waters, upon the land was cast
From the bowels of the earth to the peaks of frost.

Upon the empty earth man multiplied
Into the shadows some crept
Some in the light, goodness exemplified
But sin was still mans debt

The Master so loved the world
That his Son was born among men
To pay the ultimate price, as prophets foretold
That man may be saved from sin.

Premium Member Could It Be

COULD IT BE?

A ruined garden    neglected by man
Wild growth everywhere sown
As though Earth itself might stand alone
All creeping    crawling    standing running
                                   the invaders    the cunning
Hard to envision what Earth might be
      were it not for creatures crawled out from the sea
Those growing    mass-producing
                                        find Earth their enemy
O’er countless millions of years –
    the loves    hates    strivings    burning    fears
                     a constant battle by man    the dutiful
                         determined to ruin Earth so beautiful


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To day the bell toll

The hell broke


The waves rose

The lives swept


The earth caves

Towns vanish


The moon hot up’s

The sun blitz

The air bloat

The skins burn

The hearts weep



Chaos in seconds

Wreckage in minutes


In no time!

You bring back

Time!


Time and again

You play for a while


After a while!


The calm reinforced

The order restored

The earth sprouts

The flower blossom

The Bee zooms

The bird chirps

The heart sings


Tapestry of your imprint

Canvas on the crust

Spread again

In no time!


Krishna Baalu

I Heard

I heard the earth bleed and cry,
I heard the earth bleed and cry,
as she gave birth to mankid.

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