Song of the Forgotten Earth poem by:- Nitika Bhutani, 8C

The Forgotten Earth

She once was vibrant, fierce, and free,

An endless dance of land and sea.

Her forests sang with rustling leaves,

Her rivers flowed through golden eves.

But now she waits, her heart grown still,

Beneath the weight of human will.

The winds now whisper tales of grief

For stolen roots and fallen leaves.

We built our towers, paved her skin,

And claimed it all as ours to win.

Yet in her cracks, her cries remain—

A mother broken by our gain.

Do you recall her gentle care?

The fruits she gave, the love she shared?

And still, we turned her gifts to dust,

Betrayed her boundless, sacred trust.

So take her hand before it’s done—

Restore the world for those to come.

Let tears fall now, for what she’s worth,

And mend this song of forgotten Earth.

Nitika Bhutani, 8C