....a blurred sun
not in the horizon
right on top at noon
...a blurred sun
...
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bluurred Sun, blurred vision, - you can't trample on anything forever without destroying even if it sustains you. Mamta
Decision to be taken to save mankind or Earth in the World Climate Change Conference should not be like the decisions taken in World Trade Organisation!
unlike many of your other poems this one grazes the theme tangential...you have succeeded here to project your message prudently and that's good poetry...10
A powerful message delivered with passion and poetic skill. Well done. Warm regards, Sandra
Nature is ageing, like us human, but in more catastrophic ways.