Save Environment Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Incessant rain beating against the panes
Small drops of pearls glisten on the lanes

Night owls feel dizzy in their cold holes
Eyes dazzle as across lands a ripple rolls

Trees nod to the whisper of fierce wind
Flashes of light turn waking creatures blind

Off and on howls from the distance woods
Send shivers down the spine with low moods

Marching of clouds donning dark attires
Their armors make sound sending wild fires

Upon slating roofs the rain sing a sad song
Drumming on its weakness serving it long

In wet rooms they talk in a hushed voice
About the calamity and without any choice

Doomsday coming with earth getting nude
Greedy men watching it in eyes so lewd

Nowhere to escape from the summer heat
There is barren land to long eyes can meet

Man's sincerity to save nature is yet to be proven
Bodies will drop one by one in the hot oven

Not from far it's staring into our faces
The end, a lonely earth without any races