Thrill Will Kill

These dark woods are enchanting mother,
so are the shallow seas and the green cover;
Infact your marvels are just too many to discover,
Every Child born on your body is your lover.

But since all the best things come in a pair,
What's the point of daunty hope without gloomy despair?
A spoilt child has done what even Gods wouldn't dare,
Drinking her mother's blood, she is certainly beyond repair. 

Go Green

Together We praise the joy of living;
Generosity of nature, God's believing.
May this raging earth forgive us for being mean;
In this hour of need, we promise to go green.

Together we stand for you all waiting in oblivion;
Thanking God for making us his best creation.
Shameful are we for disturbing his great equation;
We blame no one but ourselves for this drastic situation.

Dear Mother, We will always be known by your name,
You nurtured us and we returned the favour in shame.
We exploited you over and over for a progress so lame,
Knowingly neglected our mother as angrier she bacame.

But now, For your rescue we promise to take a stand;
We shall make the sea cleaner, greener the land.
Promise to suture your wounds, always at your command;
With our Joint effort, we shall cool down this burning sand.