A Fresh World Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

A fresh world is visible
With birds and bees
Flying and playing
In the streets
The sky is looking clear
And blue as never
Before and clouds are
Like transparent sheets

Animals are happy and
Moving freely and they
Look at empty towns
And parks in awe
Wind is soft and cool
Blowing freely cloyed
With sweet essences
Pure and raw

Now nature is getting
Refreshed without any
Toxic wastes from
Mills and machines
Without sounds from
Wheels and horns it is
Getting a new birth
As if rising from ruins