By Subhankar Rana
Buildings and trees, a dance so surreal,
Nature and man's creation, a sight to feel,
Above, the blue sky spreads its wings so wide,
In a peaceful canvas, dark fantasy resides in pride.
Amidst the concrete jungle, a yellow oasis awaits,
A world of wonder, beyond the city gates,
A fleeting dream, beyond imagination's keen,
A world more illusory, yet serene.
Towers of steel and glass, reaching for the sky,
Nature's beauty is still at hand, if we dare to try,
Gaze at the mountains, oh so high,
Escape to a world where serenity does lie.
In the midst of urban chaos and rush,
Nature's calling, a surrealistic hush,
Extend thy hand, but let it be untouched,
For her beauty is boundless and unmatched.
As modern life prevails, let us not forget,
The past, the present, and the future, a duet,
Let us cherish the beauty that surrounds us,
And build a world that nature can trust.
By Subhankar Rana
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