A girl named Samreen

Lived Upon the City

The city was called By the Name 'City Phones'

It was Completely Obsessed as it is

The pollution and the Distraction

Was Utterly Annoying

There were Cakes With Phone Designs in Them

The City of Phones Turned Upon The world of Phones

Asia and Africa, China and Europe and Thailand and Malaysia

Were Upon its Trouble too

Samreen Was been confessed as it is

the World of Phones had Little App Partners with Specified names

Such as - Musical.ly, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and Tumblr

More of All The Leader among The apps Were -Whatsapp

Who had people from Conversation to others

More of all, People Started Migrating Towards the Others

Birds Here they are

But Have I never Had a Chance in them

To know their feelings?

Crippling and Singing in the Beautiful Trees and the Sunshine

I never Knew about

Do they have trouble??

or do They Not let me know

One came Singing among his Feelings

While the Other Perching among


One Said, 'I am In danger',

'Ofthe Hunter's Trap'

Other's said, 'We are a Group so Not to worry'

But Trouble was Ahead,

Melodious and merciful

God Bless Them

Not to worry By the Prayer's

That Emerald Eyes

Nestled through the Trees

I am Sure I would

Never have a Chance to revive


It has been a Little while

Since they Became open to me

Till they Left Out

By The Hunter's Divine Shot

Please Let Me Go,  Please Leave Me Alone'

Sadness and Distressful Sound of Bird's Became Midst

AwayThey left me,

Away I go

Back to my Distressful Journey

Towards The Willow's we go

We all Love to plant Trees and Plant s

But We can't Protect them By our own

The forests are There with Lush

Greenery Provided and Evergreen forever

But Protect Them From the evil's

But Meant to be  known as Enemies

Indeed The hunter is

As the Footsteps meant

Who struggles upon to Hunt the animals

But Trees are there at Times for help

That too at The forest itself

They provide Shade and Hide them all

A hero they are

The Forests Indeed

The forests are in trouble

In some sort of way

But I stay Away

But I know that The wood Cutters have run out of their money

So They Ran for their Help

Indeed, Cutting The trees

But We Won't Let That Happen

As Gaura Devi stood Up,

Towards The Chipko Movement Way

No Way Will The Trees go off ---

It Meant to be Our Responsibilities

Away He goes, Away He Goes

For his New Way of a New Man ---