Mother Earth Poem by neha sharma

MOTHER EARTH

You trampled on me with your thorny shoes,
You made me go through various woes.
Your sheer carelessness deteriorated me,
Echoes of peace, fragrance of flowers, animals I can’t see.
I accepted you when you were traipsing,
Your iniquitous attitude set me blazing.
I cried, lamented and yelled,
But who heard me except the hell?
I enraptured you when you went through travail,
But you entangled me in a bar that availed no bail.
You finagled me and my possessions,
And led me to a way of destruction.
You compelled me to go through sword of Damocles,
Blood flowed on me like rills.
Don’t forget, I am your mother earth,
Shalom-be the new word I hear and not the hearth.
Don’t forget, I am your true shelter,
Turn swords into ploughshares.
I am the one you once festooned,
I am the one who has been doomed.
You grew flowers, trees and planted saplings,
But you are the one whop destroyed earthlings.
May god preclude you from this; I keep my crossed fingers,
You have created doom-laden happenings.
Don’t forget, I am your true earth,
Who nurtured you till maturity from earth.
You came to my lap when our kinsmen left you,
And I calmed you when you were enraged by your foe.
But your callousness has brought my doomsday,
Enrapturing and mesmerizing nature has lost her heydays.


NEHA SHARMA