Dear Earthling,
As, I see the hour;
Gradually and progressively;
Paints your existence;
As, the sand of time;
Imparts in you;
That life!
Is precious and priceless;
As, I being your emblem;
I want maintenance and support;
In the time of catastrophe
Gaia - A poor soul asking his worldly creature;
But, those money - oriented being;
Demanding more returns;
Overlooking the shriek of soul;
In smoke and filth;
Clog the breathe of marine;
Enthralls blood of thousands innocent lives;
But, all in vain
Then Allah receives;
The silent supplication of Gaia
HE shows What HE does?
BE,
And the war begins;
With unseen being;
Individuals are frightened and lunatic;
Humans in cage,
Gloomily see winged nature;
But, as the time passes;
Mother earth misses her Earthlings;
The chatter box;
Hustle and bustle of road
The footprints of children
She hopes forgiveness from Lord.
The darkness fades;
And, life starts again.
From,
Depressed Gaia
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Letters Unfold....
Thơ CaIt is compilation of words in form of poetry which are unspoken.