Today is the period of modernity,
which has made our village a beautiful city.
The city is totally black everywhere,
a person can take oxygen nowhere.
This is what our modernisation,
which has resulted in industrialisation.
The industries are growing day by day,
making our environment black and grey.
The leaves are growing black from green,
trees of green leaves are just like a dream.
But this is what our modernisation,
which will soon turn to natural exploitation.
The industries are growing day by day, making our environment black and grey. The leaves are growing black from green, trees of green leaves are just like a dream. Really shocking news dear poetess. Thanks for sharing the poem.10 marks for it. Subhas
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The leaves are growing black from green, trees of green leaves are just like a dream. But this is what our modernisation, ..modernisation equals destruction of nature......so true. we have to write against it. we are destroying God's creation. thank u dear poetess. tony