Every night, I bring myself To stare up at the sky - But turn back home, with a frown on my face, Clouds blocking stars, showing wry. Every morning, I peek out the window To marvel at the sea above - But turn away, losing hope, Cotton figures, masking what I love. Every time I see the clouds, I curse them, with all might, They don't deserve to be up there, Ruining the bright days and starry nights. And one day, the clouds finally went away, And I stargazed in much peace. But suddenly, the sky felt a bit empty - Although dotted by the stars, without fake fleece. In the mornings, the sun burnt the pavements - And something inside me missed watching The white shapes that merrily float past - I didn't realise they had much meaning. Though much couldn't be seen, they brought A wholesome feeling - that you probably can't see - You only can, when one day, The clouds decide t...
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Shriyandhaa, the most important thing is tree give us oxygen for us and inhale carbon dioxide. This prevent pollution. If you grow more trees, you area becomes green. So we get good rainfall.so we get water for drinking and agriculture. Thus we have good crops viz., Paddy, Cashew, wheat and other products. We will become rich. So trees prevent pollution and get us good rain.
ReplyDeleteTrees are treasure nicely written shriyandhaa. Write more poems on trees the world should know it's values
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