The Planet - Poem by Ershad Mazumder
The rocky mountain weeps
Tears roll down the cheek of blue sky
Why do you look so sad?
I am really very sad
Because the sky is weeping
I am very unhappy
Because nobody listens
The sae, the mountain
The blue sky
All are sad
Because, mother planet is bleeding
Due to war.
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