Rayhan Islam Shuvro (28th December,1992 / Jessore, Bangladesh)
It's a tree speaking
The spirit in me begs for a world where nature is still a virgin.
Where death of a bird by a bullet is a sin.
Where you can sleep beneath the sky and where you will really feel the world is really green.
Green is beautiful and living in green is wonderful.
Love is nothing but an embrace of nature,
Watching snow white mountains, the dawn.
River meets the ocean and the ocean meets the sky
Blue horizon you will find, He will guide you all the freedom.
Look deep into nature with the eyes inside your chest
You are nothing but just staring at the mess that we have made.
You cut the tree and made the paper,
Wrote on that, SAVE THE TREE
You know everything you know science
And you know the world is on his knees.
I know you don't know me but let me tell you what,
Enough looking at the nature, lets start living with her
I am no one but just a short old aged tree,
You can't help but you blossom and die just as like as me.
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