The sands of time have rendered fear
Blue skies on high no longer clear
Stars were bright whence they came
Now dimmed, obscured, pollution's haze
Poems About Our Environment
What is the true state of the environment. You have the politicians on the left telling you that there is undeniable evidence of global warming. Thousands of species become extinct every day because we are cutting down the rain forests. All around the earth, environmentalists are pointing out devastation. On the other hand those on the right would have us believe that the earth is perfectly fine. They say that all of the changes that the earth is going through are perfectly OK and that we have nothing to worry about. Who is right?
Poems about Pollution and Conservation
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Poem About Environmental Preservation
The sands of time have rendered fearLatest Shared Story
This poem really moved me. The issue that this poem covers is an important thing that needs attention and should be taken seriously. I hope everyone reads this and is as moved as me. This is...
Poem On Pollution
Look outside, see the trees
Watch the flowers in the breeze
Things won't be like this in a year or two
If polluting is all we doLatest Shared Story
It's an amazing poem! I'm also an 11 year old kid, and I'm having difficulties writing a poem about pollution for my science project. Any tips?
Poem About Destruction Of Earth
Broken bottles and charred pieces of glass
Wadded up newspapers tossed on the grass
Pouring of concrete and tearing out trees
This is the environment that surrounds me?Latest Shared Story
This poem is really amazing, totally cool it's really is inspiring .. I will be writing it on my competition tomorrow! Thank you!
Helping Nature Like Baking A Cake
Sprinkle a few seeds on the cupcake,
add a few bushes, pines, and red woods for health's sake.
Let the twigs fall, don't clean up the leaves,
for if we do nature would not be pleased.Latest Shared Story
The sisters at St Clara's Orphanage made a great impact on my life, I was brought there in 1941 at the age of six. I was born with two genetic defects. eye sight and hearing. Sister Gloria...
Our world is always changing,
From ocean depths to mountain peaks,
Mother Nature moves and speaks.Latest Shared Story
Its an amazing poem I recite it in my class for an assignment and I got good marks for this poem. Thanks for writing such a beautiful poem thanks a lot.
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