The Solitary Tree

My leaves fall in vain, under this glassy sky;

My body is inflicted with pain,

The smiling faces that once took care of me, have greed imprinted all over them

As they cut me,

A sense of adrenaline hits them, as they think about what lies ahead,

The broken promises cannot be mended

Why don't you realize?

That you are wiping out green colours from your paint pallet with hard and dry cement,

Replacing your only hope with your desires and comforts;

Wrong. This planet's hope is speeding away 

And 'someone else can plant more' is all you can say?

There is a little emotion behind every 'I don't care.'

When that emotion builds up, I will be saved, 

When that guilt lingers, I will be trapped in your acrimony,

I can be something who is cared for.

Though you can't hear my trembling voice;

Or look into my bloodshot eyes;

I want you to know that there is a dark road coming ahead,

Where you are all alone, even your shadow has left you

But only the bright stars would guide you.

We are the fireless stars on this planet,

Who are the only ones who can save you with our effortless enchantment.

With my dying breath, I can only hope,

Hope you'd rethink your path

And not tumble down the slope;

For if you take the wrong lane, make the wrong choice

This planet would no longer have a voice.