A poem written by ME

Act, i wanted to write a poem becuz of my sis. One day, she asked me to come to the terrace with her. I asked her wat I could do there? She told me to write a poem. i said OK, why not? so, here goes....

MAN WHO SPOILS NATURE

Here I stand on a three-storey building
Catching a full view of Chennai
I do not know if I see the whole of my city
But I know of its great and rich heritage.

I see a raven. Behold! A raven
With such beautiful feathers of black
And huge many trees with green silken leaves
Oh heavens! What do they lack!

The sun on my right, its rays shine as gold
Clouds soft as cotton in the sky
Beautiful flowers of beautiful colours
And so many birds, they do fly.

Apart from these, I see few other things
All those are man-made, of course,
Terraces of houses, wastes-black as carbon,
They are unpleasant things, I know.

I know you may wonder what wrong is with terraces
But there are so many of them, you see...
All these technology, they're not a beauty,
it spoils the nature completely.

The noises I hear, intolerable to the ear
of vehilcles which has wheels of three.
The melting and welding of metals and stuff
Disturbs me whenever I need peace.

Now, after these things, a clear review being done,
i tell you the truth if you dont know -
"From any high place, the things which you see
Are nature and man who spoils nature."