Apocalyptic landscape

Memories of Spring died in the vale of death,

Dust of despair darken the dusky sky,

 Grey clouds fill the firmament of minds,

Emptiness scrounges the eyes.

Everything lost in a fleeting moment of fury

The sigh of desolate souls buried under earth burn the parched eyes,

Echoes of lamenting souls down the heaps of sand and mud,

Deluge of tumult filled the darkness of night,

Death danced rudely in the inundating floods &quakes,

The dark moments of lives dipped into the abyss of earth,

 The trees fell into oblivion leaving barren deserts behind,

The time stood, a silent witness to the apocalypse.

The slowly degrading ecosystems changed lives forever,

Man -made disasters transformed lives forever.

Thousands of lives lost in a moment of fury

The vale of enchanting beauty fell into arid barrenness

The barrenness of bare souls wanders desolate

In the pyre of dejection.

The vestiges left behind expounds many a tales,

 tales of furor of nature,

tales of unbridled urbanization,

tales of torrential downpours,

tales of inundating floods,

And earthquakes shook the conscience,

 tale of apocalyptic landscape painted by nature.

Nonetheless, somewhere

someday rays of hope had a resurgence

A resurgence from ashes of embers,

To restore the sustainability of environ,

to regain the brightness of all dawns,

Somewhere it scattered fires of reflections

To sustain the land for the posterity

Echoes of a green revolution resonating down the years ahead

 to vouch vociferously for ecofriendly living

to sustain the serene rhythm of nature.

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