This is my first foray into the world of poetry.I do not follow the dictates of stereotypical poems so hence, do excuse my inadequacy.
I see trees around me,
canopy of trees.
Some covered with green leaves,
some with red,and the most enamoring ones… ..
with pink flowers.
The very sight of these beautiful trees entrance me
they fill me with delight
and they do not fail to captivate
both my heart and mind.
But,what I see next ,
fills me with chagrin. ….
humans annihilating these ornamental clasp of nature,
resorting to debauchery for materialistic gains,
at the expense of our ‘prop’ in future.
For nothing but exorbitant glut
these things put me in a depressing thought..
by divesting and disrobing the nature
aren’t we abusing our future?😞