Boons Of Nature Poem by Anushree Vaidya

I feel chocked by smoke everywhere,

Although I have many to take my care.

The thought of losing morning fresh air;

Makes erect all my hair.

Seeing Mother Earth being stripped of her green apparel,

And not a single drop of water in the barrel,

It seems like the beginning of the end;

Eventhough the situations can still be tend.

Money cannot quench the thirst in drought,

Soon in dire consequences we will be caught.

Respect the nature and its boons,

Let your love for it not be only once a blue moon!