You're only held together by me
whirling on my wheel of gravity;
alive you suck the air
for any nipple of moisture, dead
I reuse human remains to revive
future dust to re-people waste.I turn
my garments of seasons
to unpack weather, inducing sky-spilled
rain tasting infinitude.in my bird-throated
land the fluting wind
gently blows the landscape in your eyes
stirring your curiosity
to trees flaming into autumn
or the sun dimming its light low
to cosmic bliss
as today goes in, ears turned to waterfalls
noisy but hidden.I'm seeded with your sweat
where you are rooted and moored.sad
you build carbon sky
fan diesel breeze to breathe sulphur, blow
yourselves and innocent beings to pieces
goring yourselves and me with red dust.
This is really well written. I loved the line: stirring your curiosity to trees flaming into autumn. Your imagery is spectacular. Well done mt friend well done.
A well crafted work effectively describing how man is defiling his own habitat unmindful of the perils his actions would soon entail.
An awe-inspiring ode to Mother Earth! When will Father Sky give her the protection she needs and so justly deserves? Hope this poem becomes Poem Of The Day! A masterpiece, yoonoos! Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
Great write Yoonoos, falling back into the cosmic mix of red dust will be our unfortunate but deserving end.
Food poem, Yoonoos. The verses flow and remind us a of who we are in relationship to this powerful and wonderful globe, we call our planet.
innocent beings to pieces.......brilliant.Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it as you described parts of the world and trees turning into orange like autumn season. Great job!