The Lovely Mother Nature - Poem by adwit sharma
By feeling the soft breeze
Which makes you very pleased
You actually embrace her
She's the lovely mother Nature
A pretty red rose
A tiger whose glory flows
A magnificient dancing peacock
Are some of them whom she dosen't mock
The rose tells her beauty
The tiger describes her royalty
The peacock rules over grace
This is nature's most pretty face
But to strive against good is always bad
Evil cunning and power mad!
And that bad is pollution
And who help him, its we humans! !
Let us fight this wicked demon
Ecofriendly products are our weapons
Come friends...lets help her
She's lovely mother Nature! !
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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