Visit my temple
Visit my heart temple
That bleeds in jungles
With scores of trees being cut daily
Making my inner hear to feel sadly
Why all this carnage?
Against nature on edge
We are systematically ruining
And running towards destruction
How much loss in person?
We shall have so much of compulsion
But this is not the way
We destruct entire green belt in such a way
Let us plant one tree
At our door steps and see
What it yields
He same effect shall be seen in fields too
We are not mercenaries
Or for that matter against good scenery
We are natural lover
Non violent and follower
How much loss in person? We are not mercenaries Or for that matter against good scenery We are natural lover Non violent and follower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Powerful write. 1 hour ago by Brittany Blues | Reply