Visit My Temple Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

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