Glory Days

"Sooner or later, we will have to recognize that the Earth has rights, too, to live without pollution. What mankind must know is that human beings cannot live without Mother Earth, but the planet can live without humans." ~ Evo Morates

Gone are those days,
the days of glorious world
spread and filled with emerald nature.
Snow fell from high
capping mountains and hills
indicating winter season
and earth was as clean as the driven snow.
Monsoon came from far
shedding across the earth
signifying the summer season
and earth was pure as the monsoon rain.
Earth was decorated in greenery
and I painted only in green hue
relishing its basic amenities.

Gone reckless were those selfish beings
who abused their powers and wrecked the world.
The land had turn barren,
spoiled is the water
and adulterated is the air.
Now I am painting in amber
realizing the force of destruction.
At end, the world and his wife
suffered an untold sufferings.
No food to eat, water to drink
and air to hold the life.
People yearned for those glory days
regretting the bygone misdeeds they did.
No freedom of choice was left for them
but to be the victim of unnatural death.









[A poem from my class 9 portfolio.]