The world will end in morrow,
And the mirror will cease to exist
Our reflections are not our own
But of a voice engulfed in mist
Direction-less we walk in disguise
From one being to another
These stains of yesterday linger on,
And then fade away and wither
Into the hollow of our thoughts
And be made in shards to cut deep
To the empty space of our Mind
And all the dirt we try to keep
There is no somebody else,
And there will be no different world
This land is yours to keep
To wear wilderness of love and hurt
One might find end in demise,
But there's no end when you're alive
You can close every door with walls
But you'll still be opened up wide
To see everything that is blind
And feel all that is hollow
For you'll be loved in pieces
And that riddle will always follow
To count your stars in heaven
And make your place in hell
'tis where your solitude lies
And 'tis where your wings fell
As an ocean betrays your pain
And waves crash in your conscience
To find yourself in fraction
As you struggle between god and science
Back and forth as you suffer
As you make an oasis by your tears
To drown away and be forgotten
And disappear before one can hear
The noise of life.

‘We live with forest’ and ‘forest live with us’!
Tallest tree of the forest is the symbol of our hope,
The Python is our messenger of past,
Blossoming flower of grassland are our depiction of smile,
Birds are the our fortune teller,
Earthworms are our marker,
Butterflies are our messenger of worship,
We design our life with them,
They are our image of clan and family,
We can’t live without them,
Our aspiration is tuned with their respiration,
We are cheerful with them!  
                
Now, out of the blue, you arrived
and say we are poor!
So, you will build industry for us and give job to us!
But for that,
You occupy our land, our forest, our friends and respiration,
We never thought!
‘You are such a pitiable’
That you can’t build anything without our forest,
But you say, ‘we are poor’!
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Please, go away from our blessed place
Don’t wipe out our friend!
We are rich and happy with the blessing of our friend
There is no need of your industry,
Please go away
Leave us alone we will design our destination.

My dear,
We have
Lost your image!
Display your vivacity!
Unable to recall your voice!
Speak loudly,
Through dancing with wind!
Forget your fragrance!
Spread it through wave!
Unable to recall your colour !
Delighted with your blossoming flower!
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She replies.......
How can I?
Your bulldozer relics us!
How can I?
Your buildings stifle us!
How can I ?
Burning fuel of your vehicle and machine,
Intimidated us!
How I can
You called us ****!
How can I ....................?

My dear
Our imp dominates us!
Please salvage us!
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My dear
Please extend your hand
To clutch and revive us.........

Some are jealous of my life
because it is the single strife

   No kids to  to clean up after    
No roles for the actor

    No husband to answer to
No nightly deja vu

   No cooking and cleaning that must be done
No filled minivans, on the run

   No soccer practice, no paintings to hang
No afternoon quarrels of who should pick up the 'tang'

   The grass is always greener
I always say
For my nights and days are filled with gray

   I cook and clean for myself
For these are the cards I've been dealt

   No one to answer to
No quarrels or games

This life alone is such a shame

   The pictures I hang are of my travels
But all I want are crayonned marvels

   A family of which to call my own
More than a dog to fill my home

   I pray on my knees
to give me all of these
That which is greener over sees