gajanan mishra

Gold Star - 24,494 Points (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Mother Mother Mother earth


Mother Mother Mother earth
I know You are constantly harassed
By drilling by explosion by pollution
By all human and inhuman actions
I know also You have the great power
Of toleration and You have provided
All facilities for human habitation
Mother Mother Mother earth
I know, You are the only one and
I pray, Mother, my dear, teach me
The lesson and the way of tolerance
That enable me to know the sole reason
Of my very existence for the all out
Service and welfare of others.

Submitted: Thursday, January 30, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 31, 2014

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No substitute of the mother and mother-earth

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  • Silver Star - 9,654 Points Sandra Feldman (1/30/2014 11:18:00 PM)

    the sole reason for my very existence for the all out,
    Service and welfare for others.
    Beautiful and extremely human generosity and thought.. Not only are these extraordinary sentiments and verses but the whole poem is filled with consideration and love for our Mother Earth, . Really outstanding. Thank you, warmed my heart. (Report) Reply

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