Contaminated

The mud is flying
Around me, smoke is wafting
I am breathing air
That is contaminated
And burning my lungs, too much

Can I go back to the ancient times, when everything was so clean
Like love and nature, and universe, that was naturally green!

©️ Nitika Sawhney
05/04/2021


Note: The first stanza of this poem is Tanka (5-7-5-7-7 syllables) and the last two lines are a Couplet (2 lines ending with a rhyme) – in the couplet I have also tried to have 16 syllables in both lines.

Theme of day 5: write a poem that consists of 2 Poetry forms.

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