THE MOMENT

I know, this moment you’re living feels so tragic The moment Where everything seems so impossible And end seems the only way The moment  Where grief makes you feel so numb And the emptiness feels so despised The moment  Where ship of humanity appears to be drowning And dying with thirst feels like only option

CALL IT AN URGE!!

Here we are, Summers getting hotter Winters getting colder Lands getting barer Oceans getting emptier Monsoons bringing flood Ozone being depleted And nature cursing through disasters __ Yet, wondering how all this could happen While selfishly making it all happen __ Call it an urge but please just don’t only call. I wonder, we write