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Prakash Singhi Poem
The Earth that’s ours
Now stares at us
As it is no more
The Earth it was.
The charm and beauty
That was of the globe
The cruelty of human
Is have to be probed
Smoke and dust
The fury and fuss
Has brought the earth
On the verge of crush
The bleeding greenery
And the filthier water
That human has pierced
As a professional darter
The war’s and tests
The desires and aspirations
The planet now faces
A state of depression
The waters have risen
To the limits overhead
And after a moment
They will start to spread
Nature’s fury will also emerge
As cities and towns
Will burst and submerge
In a situation that will surely be adverse
‘Beware’ One Day will come
Either later or soon
That we may see morning
But not the noon.
Copyright © Prakash Singhi | Year Posted 2009
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Prakash Singhi Poem
DEATH - THE INEVITABLE TRUTH
IT is the hard fact
That has not substitute
whether we deny or admit
it is just our attitude.
Destined by the omnipresent
depicted in one's destiny
it is for this last day
that we live so many.
Some r burnt to ashes
Some buried underneath
but some r taken care of
even after they deplete.
As long as u stay alive
Avoid ur misrepresentation
So u have some goodies
For this final occasion
Eradicate the evil & help always
Only that remains till the final stage
become such that every heart u soothe
Because you too have to bear "THE INEVITABLE TRUTH”.
Copyright © Prakash Singhi | Year Posted 2018
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Prakash Singhi Poem
Beside the green and flush meadows, Lies a pen of sheeps, grazing around the green grass, where the kind shepherd lives.
Wandering in the nearby hills, I found a wooly sheep,
Hasn't been sheared for years I think, it's wool was dense and thick.
Took it to the caring sheperd,
To get rid of its weary wool,
Awestruck was the shearer then,
When he saw the loads of wool.
Delighted with the wooly deal,
He sheared it with the tool,
I felt relieved for mighty sheep,
And so was 'Mr WOOL'
Copyright © Prakash Singhi | Year Posted 2022
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