With No Success Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

With no success

Nothing is spared
Where we can dare
Find some hunt
But alas! We have to bear the brunt

Far away too, we find no corpses even
Previously sea was heaven
Now no fishes are even floating on water
We face starvation and hunger

We are on extinction
There no more area for exploration
Human beings have taken over entire places
We have no places to rush

From above we witness vast sea
But not single piece of pry to see
We come down with sharp eye
But each time we fail with try

Birds have gone off
Animals are butchered and sold of
We shall loose gradually
With no success of survival