Water Pollution Poem by Pushp Sirohi

The water, once clear, now murky and grey,
Polluted by our actions, day by day,
Our waste and chemicals, they flow and seep,
Into the rivers, the lakes, and the deep.

The fish, once abundant, now few and far,
Their habitats destroyed, by what we do and mar,
The plants and the creatures, they suffer so,
From the pollution that we let grow.

The water, once a source of life,
Now a symbol of our careless strife,
As we continue to pollute and waste,
The natural world, we must face.

But it's not too late, to make a change,
To heal the waters, that we have estranged,
To clean and restore, what we have lost,
And to protect, at any cost.

So let us come together, and take a stand,
To protect the waters, and the life that they command,
For in their purity, we find our own,
A world of balance, that we can call home.