POEM
Now that greener pastures
are dwindling
fast day by day,
Now that visual beauty
of landscapes are losing
its beauty and glory,
with the greenery
turning yellowish
and the smell of
flowers
are fast running out
reflections of the glory
and beauty are turning
ugly and shabby
imaginations of us
mankind are running riot.
Ethics and morals,
the charming blooms once
are being blurred and
eroded,
get reflected in the
mirror of society like
the ugly sights
of landscapes……
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