Wednesday 4 October 2017

The Dying World

Thin breeze blows
across the only green fields,
towards the urban jungle,
sprinkling the seeds,
of negativity everywhere

Love is killed,
families are destroyed,
once thriving cities crumbled down,
by wars of weak heart,
masked by powerful might

Selfish intentions replaced,
the selfless deeds,
Hatred and violence replaced 
the peace and loving souls

Killings and outbreaks 
are common thing,
Love and togetherness 
are the words of false men 

Innocents targeted,
violated and tortured 
in the name of God 
and words of pretentious ‘wise men’

World is dying,
for love,
for  peace,
for joy




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