Poetry form – Monchielle.

This poem is a conversation between a tree and earth.Humans have come to chop a tree which has provided them food ,shade .The tree complains to earth about this fate.

A poem.

In 25 years the rainforests will be gone, so will our best medicines, food, and animals.

This poem deals with how a paper out of the pains of a precious tree and how we carelessly misuse it.

Poetry Form – Essence.

Poetry form – Rictameter.

A short story I wrote.

Should we celebrate it?

The world paints a grim picture of barren lands and forests. Sadly, it is the work of human hands that deforestation and other earth destroying actions are rising in pace; and the only one who can halt all these activities are the humans themselves. How and when to stop will be two of the questions that will need urgent answers. If such acts will not be controlled, the earth could turn out to be a wasted land in no time.