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Friday, September 4, 2009

OZONE LAYER, OH! OZONE LAYER

Hi friends hope you all have a great day ahead…. Here is the poem i want to share with you all. The poem is about Ozone layer.

Ozone layer is more threatened today….
Than ever before….
Deviant fanatics want to lead the way….
to lead the way they want….
Those hurt are powerful within….
And want to explode the myth at first instant
The confrontation is definitely of explosions alone….
Explosion that are powerful today….
Explosions that are atomic today….
Explosions that are devastating today….
Explosions that are neither mankind loving today;
Explosions that will show progressive technology grow….
Explosions that will decide future of mankind flow….
Explosions that will decide future of green house gases grow….
Explosions that will decide how much ozone layer,
is left for future o survive….,
Whole or hole or gaping hole to suffice….
Afforestation……………………..?
Global Warming……………………..?
Widespread Mansoon…………………?
Rainwater Harvesting…………………..?
Sea of humanity………………………….?
Population explosion………………………..?
Food security……………………………………?
And 21st Century mankind passing thru hole………..
Fragmented or Whole……….!!!!!
Thank you ozone layer …………. Thank you ozone Hole……….

Hope you all liked it….

Thanks and Regards.

THE TIGER BY WILLIAM BLAKE

Hi friends, Hope you all have a great day ahead!!!!

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
what immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? And what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water’d heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Hope you all like this.
Thanks and Regards.

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