Sky is no longer blue | Prakriti Roy

THE FOLLOWING POEM WAS SELECTED IN WINGWORD POETRY PRIZE 2023 LONGLIST.

If tomorrow our sky is no longer blue,

The sun will shine upon us directly through,

With its radiation,

Increase in mutation,

Peril will fall upon the world,

Oh please oh please save the world.

Millions of dreams to reach the moon,

Will all fall into the doom,

No longer will float the clouds,

What would we daydream about?

All we'll hear is loud shrills.

From humanity fallen into perils,

Under the direct sun, the trees

Will no longer be home to the bees,

Hearing a distant cry,

Thinking about the efforts I'll try,

Undo the changes of death,

Giving everyone a new breath.

Please Oh Please, let’s wait no further,

Save our earth from this blunder,

Seeing the colourless sky,

Forces me unto cry,

Gone are the days,

I used to look onto the haze,

With a sky blue no more,

This heart gave me a deep sore,

The black outer space,

Is whenever upwards I graze,

Into the emptiness my eyes blink,

Slowly but slowly my pupils shrink,

Filled with tears,

My inner death is near.

Into the old memories I look,

The hopes that it all took,

Gone are all the wishes, shattered are dreams,

Invisible is the bird's swarms,

Lost is the peace of mind,

The culprit is the humankind.

No longer can I imagine,

Destruction of the Earth's eugene,

With the fear in my mind,

It's best left behind,

Thinking about the brighter tomorrow,

Without the blue sky is a sorrow,

Peace be in the land,

Let the happiness expand,

For, If the sky is no longer blue,

Let this verse pass through.