Poetry

The World of My Dream

I dream of a world pristine and clean

All the places around are serene

Creatures living to help the one in need

Without dividing species and breed

 

The forest be the habitat of the creature

A blissful home that they would nurture

No being would experience a torture

From the other being with bigger posture

 

The aquatic animals receive enough sunlight

With having to end in a tough fight

To rush for a small space of delight

The only pollution-free place to get light

 

The air be fresh and clean

The distant object be clearly seen

No smoke in the air would dim

The vision beautiful distance scene

 

Humans and other beings live in harmony

With the nature for the generations many

No people crave luxury or money

Their life be ecstasy filled journey

 

~Deepak Raj Chetri

Bhutan

One Comment

  1. A good wholesome poem. I wish our world was like that. Nice work