Wake up in the early morning
I do not see the crimson beam glaring
The white feathers are faded away
And then black bone wishes
Hello have a good day
Glaciers are running through these bones
Snowpards are trailing from their homes
Its not the winter has gone
But the global warming has already come
Everyone is keen to be powerful
Everyone anticipates to be developed
But no one knows what will happen tomorrow
So,
Why are we laughing
At the Himalayas screaming
And
Why are we nonchalance
To save all from eternal dying
5 comments:
hey u all just get a lil bit serious abt ur home(earth),coz u never get a second chance to saveit.
himal jogau sathiharu himal jogau...
ban mantri ko family copenhagen pathaunu satta sanjay lai pathaunu bes huncha.
u should have studied environmental science man!! what ur poem appeals is in fact and should be the common interest of every human living in this earth. just not talk to save Himalayas. we need to save the nature.
ghanta kha muji.kaaaaaaiiiii
mula aadi choreko ani adi saathi sangha milera compose garya.padna chadera kub kabita lai patyauna kabita lekne bhako jaatho
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