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The Ravaged Canvases

Indifferent, Intolerant, greedy humans,

Suffocating this beautiful world

She has been abused for so long

Crying rivers, moaning forests,

Drooping shoulders of mountains

Do you not hear their silent screams, they are deafening

Days and nights filled with pain and agony

Animals caged, hunted, decorated on wall

Is that what you do to everything you love?

The swirls of butterflies, the hymns of nature

Almost gone, it is a world haunted by their existence that was

Global warming, tsunamis, earthquakes

Are you not scared of the nature’s wrath?

She wants to feel safe again

Refuge from this long ongoing slaughter

She has been leaving cues and requests

For the wise to see and act

She misses the joys of rain; she wants her spring back,

And she wants Inspiration, love and humour

Humility, harmony, playgrounds

She wants the chirping of birds

And the chase and play of wildlife in their

Homes, the forests….

She wants some free verses and rhymes in her rivers and streams

She wants Proses and poetries to heal the cracks on earth

Some tall tales and lots of songs on the trees

She wants people to fill their ravaged canvases with beautiful
greens

She needs us,

You and me in unison with Nature

 

 

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About Soma Mukherjee

I often say things that put me in a jam, Jams go well with Buttered Toasts, Toasts are great hosts, Ghosts not so much, Although they can dance, Not all dancers are serial killers, Serial killers do not use Body bags that often, body bags aren't leak proof, Proof is in the Pudding.

9 responses »

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  2. amazing poem ma’am …:) check out my blog also…i have put up some poems on my life…
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    will be looking forward on exploring your blog

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  3. ‘The swirls of butterflies, the hymns of nature’ wonderful imagery my friend.

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  5. awakeningpsyche

    really this one is your best poem….
    brilliantly done…soulful

    Reply
  6. Its abeautiful poem.one of your best. Its regretting where our greed is taking us.Still people seem to be in a slumber.

    Reply

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