Forlorn, alone
We keep on searching and
Contribute in our possible way
By writing odes
to an unknown, unseen, unfelt, imagination
and stretch our selves towards the unknown infinity.

Creating odes for the other planets who may contribute to our welfare
Infinite life forms may have perished because of our welfare.
Our self interest
Pollute the azure
Our skills don’t help to retain the green
Purity of the self and cosmos
Virginity of the fathomless blue.

Let’s try with all our might
To put the clock back.