She walks alone, in the paths unknown,
Her eyes shone like the sun,
Heavenly curves just to stun,
Her every step is giving life to stone.
Her redolence is inimitable,
Very breath is breeze,
Asking for time to freeze,
The trance makes me babble.
Her beauty is beyond expression,
It’s turning me blind,
Playing with my mind,
Makes me mad in incantation.
For those who have not seen her,
You have not seen beauty,
She is beauties deity,
Seeing her what is beauty you’ll infer.
Dressed in green like the plains,
Dark hair like the night sky,
Tanned skin like the dried clay,
Her smile pure like the purest rains.
Man who with his machination,
Looted her plundered,
Exploited her abused,
now she stands beyond recognition.
Her majestic clothes all tattered,
Fragrance forsaken for foul fumes,
Texture has become pale as dunes,
Her purest form all maligned.
Oh the once eternal Mother Nature
How did u lose your stature?
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