Honor the gold


Nature’s art is the golden charm,

Alike, the frozen crystal

shines in it’s arms;

Petal of flower beautifies

a green leaf,

Smell of crushed rose lefts her in the grief;

Budding a man out of her womb

she smiled,

Tears roll down her eyes

Why we turned wild ?

Honor the gold,

Wrapped her love in thy every breath

is manifold

DESCRIPTION : A Poem that depicts our mother nature’s beauty & pain as a corollary of human destorting the charisma of it’s artistic creation.


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