The Book Called Earth Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

The Book Called Earth



A few billion years' hard labour
Turning a rare piece on the whole,
Comes then man grabbing stellar role
To essay a rare book ever;
But looking at it now
One wonders— wow turning how—
What a sophisticate error
That made the dream of Ma Earth sour,
He that played a crucial role,
Oh what a villainous soul!
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Reflections | 01.10.16 |

Wednesday, April 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,earth,mother,world
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The book called Earth came into being soon after sun some 4.5 billion years after Big Bang (14.7 billion years from now) . Man could have made it a best-seller, but he turned to be a serious error.
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Aniruddha Pathak

Aniruddha Pathak

Godhra - Gujarat
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