Into the wild, synthetic and striking woodland;

There is something dark and dishonest

Above the land, there are players in the sand, 

betraying the beach. 

 

Gorgeous and alluring jungles,

Unfortunately, hold their own predators,

The invaluable water, 

once conceived as the greatest creation, 

Now its own dependents are its culprit. 

 

The selfless air, healing its own sellers,

now feels more choked than them,

The fierce fire is their smolder, 

as they burn themselves into ashes. 

 

Yet with them, 

the only flaw is that the cosmos still hold 

many wonders that are still unknown.

And Unaware they are!

 

Raghvendra Yadav

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