Broken bottles and shattered pieces of glass Used up polybags tossed on the grass Once, tress towered high above Trunks bared professed love
Birds chirped from the sights unseen But now all gone ! paper joined pollutions team
Vehicles pumping out black fumes And burning of fossil fuels still resumes Now, noting much more but a gaseous state of knife And this the air that’s supposed to sustain life?
No one can be blamed for pollution alone One will reap what they have sown So let’s plant a better seed Tear pollution’s old roots and remove its weed You can take a small step cause ‘Cause pollution is waiting at our doorstep So protect what has been given for free Our water, skies , wildlife and trees
And then you will live with no fear Blue skies, crystal water, everything clear Stars will shine bright again And not dimmed and obscured by pollution’s fame
GONE IS THE FANGIRL GONE IS MY CRAZE I hope I dwell beautifully in this soul of pureness and achieve my dream. Hi!Everyone I am a 16 yearold teenager filled with endless of dreams and passion to achieve them with burden of upcoming responsibilities here I am writing with my sword .......filling my infinites to a poem Hoping people will still love what i write.
With frugal memory you wanted to tame the radical spine, while fright was bending the thighs. Was it a travesty of the graduated thumb? The speed of the river had accelerated in aching land. People gathered to collect the alms
Enemy out side of you is myth But Enemy within you is reality An outsider who deceives you is labelled as Enemy But the insider in you which deceives your conscience is never thought of as your enemy An enemy
She smiles in your face so pretty, But her intentions are dirty, Because behind your back it’s another story, And she talks out your business like it was history, So stop telling her things about you that are confidential, Because