Madame Earth beckons Mars,
'' my plight will soon be like yours''
senseless children bent upon
philandering my gifts...air, water, forests
In their morbid race to modernism
their myriad cars, buses smog me
with lead and carbon
their factories are choking my rivers
to their greed for lands and minerals
my forests are a sacrifice
their callousness have burned holes
in my cloak of ozone
I no longer can shield them
May God give them a little wisdom
lest they end up in a barren terrain
ratnaprabha raykar
their factories are choking my rivers to their greed for lands and minerals my forests are a sacrifice their callousness have burned holes in my cloak of ozone ..... we are so cruel to the natuare.... exactly the same views i hold...10 read mine global warming.. going unnaturall.why do we neglect nature
my forests are a sacrifice their callousness have burned holes in my cloak of ozone........................... .earth cries being assailed of its wings its inhabitants when drink tears of its sorrow, ......you have done a job of good Samaritan, let the world know that if we continue to commit such kind of heinous crimes against the mother earth in the name of modernism and rapid industrialization, the days are not yet far off to find our day of dooms by the grave of earth and it may turns like mars one day by the total annihilation of life forms on this earth leading to a apocalypse, yet time toned awareness,10+++, thanks for sharing
You raise a valid point here...outside earth where life as we know can sustain, it is in Mars only...soon that planet too may be polluted! Your poem carries a mythological touch also...Mars is considered to be the 'progeny' of Earth...Bhoomi- Earth/ Bhouma-Mars...perhaps a portion of earth that got detached from it milleniums back...good write...10
A point for all of us to carry this fore thought. As we keep talking it as a fore thought, it right in front us glaring into our face. A concern well explained.
A social message in this write. its so very well written my plight will soon be like yours'' senseless children bent upon philandering my gifts...air, water, forests - My fav lines (cry of Mother Earth...so helpless) very nicely done
A heartfelt outcry of the maltreated mother Earth. It is great poetry, madam. CP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the earth is crying...nice outpour!