Poems About the Environment
I am from over stacked bills
Feuds in the house about where the money will go
I am from insecurities
I wake up in the shimmery light
Of the early sun’s sigh.
The rays pour in through the open blinds
Flowers are not only decorations,
but they are also enchanting gifts that grow
from earth, they bring happiness to
I paused upon a morning breeze
Gently flowing through the trees;
These leaves became like little hands
It’s in my head and driving me out of my mind.
It’s difficult to deal with and I’m overdosing on pills to heal it.
Beauty is a feelingOf the soothing breeze,Over the relaxed valley and placid forest;Where, all fauna and flora together metAnd they spray
As I walk along the shore I can feel myself shake
The world doesn’t quite look the same
As I walk along the shore I can feel myself shake
The world doesn’t quite look the same