Sky is like a vast dome,
Of glittering stars and moon..
And the vast land on which we roam,
A scenic natural beauty of boon..
Present is the world of dreams,
A wonderland of sublime beauty..
Made of hues like black, silver and green,
On this land, we are bound to our duty..
But erased it is under the curses,
Of the development of human race..
For humans have no mercy,
As far as nature is the case!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem