《Poems from the soul》#OnlyOneEarth
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Planet earth, our only home in this universe
It houses so many living beings extremely diverse
Yet it seems as if human race was its curse
The effects of our decisions on it are adverse
All trouble started the day when we thought
Life should be easier and we made changes, a lot
But now look where our choices brought
Our planet is suffering from floods and drought
I wonder why were we always so cruel to it?
We have always been so stubborn to admit
We can tackle and solve earth if we used our wit
Let's act on it just stop being a hypocrite
We should plant more trees, restrict pollution and hunting
Protect the existing species and be more caring
Counter climate change, prevent the temperature from rising
We are the only hope to save earth from dying
For once let's learn to treat properly our home
Try to rid of all the pollutants and foam
Preach about nature's importance wherever we roam
Let's together rescue our environment from its syndrome
-Niki
Happy Environmental day folks!!
To those who don't know, this year, World Environment Day 2022 will be hosted by Sweden. "Only One Earth" is the campaign slogan that focuses on "Living Sustainably in Harmony with Nature." The Government of Sweden will host the World Environment Day 2022 programmes and activities in partnership with the UN Environment Programme (UNRP).
So on this beautiful day let's try to deepen our connection with nature, let's take an oath that we will try to improve ourselves and treat the mother earth better. Let's learn to be more eco-friendly and follow the 5Rs, refuse, reduce, reuse, repurpose, recycle!!
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Leaving a trail of blood as he climbed up a hill, his limbs felt like lead. He was gasping too, his lungs burning with every step he took. It felt like a bundle of broken glass was scraping away the inner walls of his flesh. He was dying, obvious to both him and his pursuers. And it would not be long till he dropped dead as he bled away. If not, the people chasing him would surely finished what they had came for. It was as if the Gods themselves had already predestined his fate. He took one step forward and stood at the peak of the hill. He let his legs rest as he could barely go on. Heaving deep breaths, he could hear sneering voices and shouts behind him. They were close, and the grim realization stoked the embers of his most primal fear. He did not want to die. He had dreams, like any other youth. There was glory to be had in this world. He wanted to learn more of life, and lived through its motions. He wanted to live. He swept his gaze, and across him was a spanning forest of old. With a glint in his eyes, and jaws clenched, he decided to gamble with all he had. He was dying, and by now, it did not matter where his grave was. He ran down the hill, and stopped where the plains and the forest met. His eyes swept about the trees, and he could feel an instinctual urge to drag himself away. He knew what this forest was, and here, he would find his salvation. Or his doom. The voices behind him grew closer, and among the noise was the faint clanging of steel. Gritting his teeth, he ousted all the will he had from the depths of his soul and stepped forth into the forest. Damned he be by the Gods if they wanted him dead. -new synopsis 10/6/2016 ---------- A new chapter would be released every friday. And the quality of writing should improve each time, hopefully. Another important thing to mention is how the story as of now, is only a bedrock for a massive world if it ever gets there. (CH18) And if possible, reviews are very much appreciated. ---------- For the ones who are interested in the old synopsis: With one foot in the grave, he ran away for that little bit of hope. Exhausted and bleeding, it was only a matter of time until he passed out. By then, his fate would be sealed and he would be no more. Thus, he had to make a decision that might just save his life. It was a gamble, he knew, but he had no He ran into the forbidden forest where no man had ever come back. He headed within, intending to scare his pursuers away. But they persisted in their chase, hounding him down until he was forced to take a step of no return. There, in the darkest depths of the forest, was the ghastly fog and behind him where men who wanted his head. Left with nothing else, he stepped forth and crossed the boundary of the living and the dead. Henceforth, his fate was forever changed. No longer just a scholar, but something more…
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