This World Is Merely A Crowd Poem by Tawfeeq Hasan Khan

This world is merely a crowd,
So people residing here shouldn't feel proud.
Of there existence here in this dense forest,
For they're merely a pest.
Busy in pestering each other,
Enemy in mind but mouth says brother.
The life is satirical indeed,
Rich helps the rich but not the one in need.
Chainsaws and axes are the objects to which a person bows,
And these evils cut the trees whose seed the nature sows.
People are discarding wastes all around,
Disturbing the nature's peaceful sound.
But I know that as we're polluting nature,
Someday we'll be bounded by nature's vengeful curvature...