Charming beauty brings a smile,
But now comes after a mile,
Man with his own hands,
Cleared up all the lands,
In place of lavish green forests,
You can see a hub of concrete nests,
Where are they gone?
Even the birds are in mourn,
The inspiring beauty,
To save it was our duty.
What to do no one understand,
Our deeds are going to make this nature still stand,
A day without sun will come,
Life without wind will let u sulk,
There will be no rain,
And then your all efforts will be in vain,
True face will be shown by the nature,
Earth will be there but without any creature.
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