Sun is about to bid goodbye,
Waving slowly as it settles down.
Whispers in the wind are flying by,
As I stand at the end of town.
Now while there are many walking around,
Leaving a trail quite and free,
I hear a sound, so peaceful and profound,
Sound of Waves at the edge of the sea.
Nothing more poetic when nature rhymes,
Sound of waves, of birds, of air.
I feel acquitted of all my crimes,
Sound of Waves has something to share.
Beaches have always been one of my favourite places. Now you know why.
In the chaos of how and when,
Knowing or trying to pretend,
Juggling between tear and mend,
A strife exists between mind and hand.
Divided by nations sharing the same land,
Running in the false race of being the better brand,
Oh whosoever played it really should have planned,
Strangely we live in what we barely can withstand.
World is the word around which I revolve,
Since stoneage none could solve,
Present globe laughs on us the evolve,
Craziness of the den is hard to absolve.
In one of my gazes of the dark sky,
I found a star. Nothing but a star.
It was winter and the wind was dry,
When I heard it speak or maybe it was I.
Twinkling as it has been doing,
Maybe since the time before time,
It came down while I was viewing,
And stood in front of me, all in its prime.
Eons old it knew us all,
Every dweller on this Earth.
Said it is humans who fall,
For not knowing their home’s worth.
I saw in silence as your ripped her apart,
My friend Earth who weeps to me,
Time is slipping and so is your heart,
Allow my friend to live and be.
It didn’t plea nor did it threaten,
But told me what Earth can do.
Mother Earth who is now tired from sweating,
Is the same small planet we see as blue.
It vanished just like that,
Leaving behind so many thoughts,
But it was right, all through the chat,
Either be better or join the dots.
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There were four, strong and alone,
Each with power, each with a throne,
Despite their might they didn’t get along,
A time when there was no right no wrong.
They fought amongst each other only to see,
Who should rule the other three?!
After fighting the Great War, it was clear,
They were bound to create a sphere.
They were brothers who looked the same,
Blinded by greed they became insane,
Desire to be worshipped by every soul,
Deviated them from their original goal.
Today they stay together as one,
None of them lost, none of them won,
Then why don’t their children understand the same?!
Brotherhood is the key to this game.
They want the world to learn from their mistake,
Knowing that the Earth is at stake,
Saddened by violence they cry at night, knowing
Peace alone can make our future bright.
-Stop the war and maintain peace.
Nishant Gang