Noble Dream Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Noble Dream
Great anxiety pervades the air,
They predict the worst,
The world is on the verge of destruction,
As supreme anarchy is reigning the earth,
It's injustice and oppression everywhere
And there is no way to survive.
But I feel otherwise in my noble and tranquil dream,
God is the supreme creator of the great land,
He is the saviour of this world and its children too,
New light will definitely appear
And we will get back our bright and rejuvenated world.
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12/21/2025 11:42:09 PM # 1.0.0
Perhaps a god created us and our surroundings, but we are the stewards of this Earth. If we do not manage the chaos and destruction, it will not be done for us. I think it is dangerous to dream and wait for some divine being to come save us. I hope I am wrong, but I fear for our world. A well written, thought provoking poem.