Environment Free Verse Poems

Mountains made of waves
tore the flesh from Mother Earth —
flayed and flooding.

The mud grieves beneath her,
clogged with stagnant saline.
She used to breathe — rivers ran...

Read More

The suffering alien

He just lives in the world. Integrated life, but alien
He feels, experiences, and interprets existence
He discovers human life. In a human body
The alien

To...

Read More

These four walls, how they stifle.
How they bind and choke.
Their cheap white paint
Seems to whisper:
Let me go!
Is this not a home, 
Soft and safe,
Friend of...

Read More

Hail needles the skin.
Wind cracks the spine.
The mountain holds,
breath seizes on the tongue.
Snow knives the summits.

Cracked hands fumble dry stone,
paper-thin air slices,
bald eagles tilt in...

Read More

The sky.
Bows down,
The great Himalayan.
Making it beautiful 
For every dawn. 
Has disturbed 
The Pahalgam!

What's cause?
Which made it
From resilient one,
Into a crying noise!
After a long run!

The...

Read More

Interacting with shop staff.'
Negating the unproductive auto till'
Encouraging social co-heasion'
Caring for the overall ecology'
Have good numerecy skills
Are out going personalitys
Have a willingness to show compassion'...

Read More

The attempt
A wooden Bridge
No Enter
Weak Foundation
Danger and Caution
Beware
River flows 
Water swim tolerance
Just avoid crossing
Courage to try
Warning to emphasize
Bridge uncertain 
No hold on grasp
Cross at your...

Read More

Behold the solar farm is born,
a glowing wilderness of sun mirrors,
shinning panels in platooned fields.
Ready in rank for homes to defend.

Sun soldiers of the century,
generators...

Read More

I found it curled in the shadow
of what used to be a hospital.
A slow hunch of fur,
the color of old bark—like the forest
had tried to...

Read More

The sound of army boots marching upon marble tiles
that leads into a corridor near the towers
and the echoes of screaming children 
brought me to my...

Read More

2025.4.18
Easter Friday, a public holiday,
All the shops was closed so as M Cenyralhere ,
There was no piano.

It was fine by me,
I just had to find...

Read More

Wake.
Commute.
Work.
Repeat.

They call this living?

I call it the hamster wheel—
spinning faster each year
while the cage only shrinks.

Three jobs to afford one roof.
Two hours of daylight between...

Read More

Between the time card and the grave,
We trade our days for dollars spent.
Each sunrise mortgaged, sunset saved,
For what we call accomplishment.

The hamster wheel spins endlessly,
As...

Read More

A court-ordered fist full of responsibility.
An anonymous man, unraveling beneath the weight of his own faulty circuitry.

Infidelity sparked a chain of conformity—one so unfortunate, it...

Read More

For those who liberate the caged bird, 
They also liberate themselves.
Individuals who instigate conflict for,
 Monetary benefits will ultimately undergo reformation in due course.
History often...

Read More