Poem
By Vinita Agrawal
flattened forests;
grandeur on its knees.
newly-felled trees
smile valiantly
like sentinels
green is so white inside.
Fading widths
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beheaded mountains
smoky, reminiscent,
their aura still croons
the pied piper’s tune
of dependability.
Fading heights
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cringing streams
trickle;
bedrocks jut out
their shadows strut about
in the introductory sunlight.
Fading depths
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dishonored zephyr.
the breeze- a ballerina
who will never dance again
pock-marked with fumes
and poison‘s bad-breath
she swoons at my feet.
Fading earth
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