Our perishing nature's flowers were nice.
Blooming and folding out near the rice.
Magnetizing creatures in disguise.
And dissipating from the wise.
With that case;
Postulating an inquiry on grace.
To acquire gravitas in place
So we may obtain a radiant space.
Our perishing nature delivered;
Hectares of grains.
Which we grew using knowledge involving our brains.
Don't you have a clue?
That nature is imprinted in a hue.
I now know:
Nature was made complete
And entangled with deplete.
Bare with me.
In any day, week, hour and minute,
A rupture disaster.
Will rise, put an end to a plaster,
That averts a wipe down.
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Author:
Cesuke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 26th, 2021 19:47
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Very rightly placed
The nature is truly in chaos thanks to our so called development
Awesome way, you played with words
Keep writing and sharing dear poet
Thank you so much for the kind words.
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