Glowing orange Sun; rising from the east,
Waking all the birds and the beast.
Acting as a strong pacifist,
Freeing the leaves convered with mist.
Herbs and shrubs covering the ground,
Making a multicoloured flowery bed;
Spreading sweet scent around,
Painting the landscape with the colours, from violet to red.
The trees that are standing upright,
Disturbed by the wild gushing wind from left to right;
Swaying its branches from side to side,
Forcing the trees to pick the fight.
The nature no longer exists, as it used to be,
Being interfered by human beings;
Desolated vegetations and barrenland, we get to see;
Which is getting occupied by sky scrappers and buildings.
Conserve the nature;
Stop being mean,
Many species got extincted,
Which the present generation have not seen!!
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