Talk with Nature


Nature is my friend
She talks with me by flowers,fruits or by leaf's end.
But since sometime,she is sad
I guess something is happening bad.
Than one day I asked her,
she replied me by dropping a flower.
I think she was trying to distract my mind,
as she is very kind.
But I'm also not blind.
Reason of her sadness was easy to find.
And it was none other than us
Yes we! who creates pollution by an old bus
We have filled garbage in her veins
Not water but acid is what it now rains.
We are exploiting nature for our need,
They are not basic,but for human greed.
But we still are debating to implement measures or not,
as we are busy in making so called "robot".
But one day will come
when my friend will lose her kindness.
She would destroy the earth,
Without asking the date of birth.
so lets start protecting nature or wait till it ends.

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