BURN

Burn

Acres of greenery swept away by yellow rage – and only few mourn the death of a thousand green souls…

Green leaves glistening in the moonlight,
holding on to dark brown branches,
occasionally teased by the playful breeze,
they sway their time away in the night.

The silence breaks with the sound of a rustle,
as dry leaves brush together now and then.
But the rustle turns to a fiery chant,
and the trees catch fire – a painful tussle.

And grass and twigs and leaves burn together,
as fire creates a deadly scene.
Horrified, the sky watches from up above,
as one element of life destroys another.

  • Pakhi
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