Theme: Environment

Turning The Clock Back


An old wrecked ship lies on the sandy banks

A barge passes through the exposed rocks

In the nearby fields, stand withered stalks

Tethered boats lie on either side of the ribbony waters

Dad’s luxuriant boat now stands desolate and rundown

Gushing waters no longer; economy has a meltdown.

High overhead, a few birds still fly

The air is warm; sun shines brightly on cloudless sky

Fertile land where my ancestors migrated hundreds of years ago

Now, unfriendly and hostile, wonder what will bestow

Its beauty- restore the flora, fauna, livelihood and all

Whither Time Machine - Climate Change to stall!



Image Copyright - N. Ravi


More By  :  Hema Ravi

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Excellent poem. Well written.

Randy Johnson
22-Oct-2022 08:03 AM

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