The planet is our home ,paint it green
A poem to show how Mangroves protect our coastline from flurries and floods and tsunamis.
On the muddy shores of Mithi and rusty creeks of Mahim
I once flourished creepy and plucking on the petals of panache
Waiting eagerly for the monsoon moon to smile
On the tides and shores of …amchi Mumbai
Year after year and mile after mile.
Alongside was the limit less July sky
Who witnessed one happy face
I am the mushy mangrove of the facile waters
Along the cluttered coasts of Mumbai
Those were the days of good and old
In the city of shine and shimmer
Not many people on the city roads
Not much water to fail the harbor
Regular spills of rain on the rails
Fishermen of koli tribe worshipped the waters
as they happily set their sails
Once again monsoon moon smiled
As I kept flourishing in those muddy facile waters
Now the bygone era smiles at me
Now the bygone era smiles at me
Only in the memories of sunset at sea shores
Only in the silver stud photos that walk you
Through the mossy mushy memory lane
Silently Crawls The mangrove of Mahim
Where are the green city parks of Amchi Mumbai now
Old highways have it to new sky scraping highways
And people who dwell in a satirical street
A street that is made of buildings and concrete
A street made of overtarred roads with more potholes
A street full of people busting in chaos camouflaging
To the beats of a honking sounds and hues of the traffic light
A street full of children who dwell in the nearby garbage dump
With less place to sleep ,read , play or jump
For the city is more of trash and less of tan and twigs
And there is less water in the storage hand pump,
A street where the old , the young
have less of Fresh air to breathe and follow
For there is more chemical baggage around
And the children born or yet to be,
Have to push and pump and swallow.
And every monsoon moon year after year
Is losing its shimmer and is getting dimmer
As the high tides in the rain get more awry
Amchi Mumbai faces flood flurry
Traffic jams on roads and rails get bigger and bigger,
People stuck for days and nights in the downpour
Seems like there is no happy hour
Blaming them for sewage system and power blackouts
Putting tags and hashtags to the government systems
On twitter and instagram handles
City somehow limpingly boots up ,from the dialema of the downpour
And the flurry smiling and teasing,slowly dwindles
As if nature’s flurry confronts us and asks us
All that has been , has been and enough
For how long are we all going to allow
I am Mother Nature please listen
Don't delete and deplete my trees and forests
In the name of high-tech upgrades and automation
Don't erase the necklace of mushy mangrove
Alongside my once green sea shores
It is my amulet against disgrace and calamity
Please go green and plant trees
For children to play, let there be bees
Listen to the chirruping of birds
Listen to the panther spotted in city schools
And to the hissing of snake around your backyard
That they are not a specimen in the zoo to be
That this is our home and yours and theirs
So open your eyes and hearts and doors in green
To a new world for children and old
To a new world for people with paws and claws
For the planet earth belongs to all of us
For the planet earth belongs to all of us
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