Pollutedly yours

Each and every one of us had to read Jane Taylor’s ” Twinkle Twinkle little star” during our childhood days for ourselves and during our parenthood days for our kids. It just occurred to me as to how a child would rhyme the same poem in some of the major cities of the developing world today where finding a very clear sky during nights is not a mundane phenomenon.

Here is my effort towards this, and I would earnestly urge not to treat this just as a “parody” but to weigh the precarious status of the pollution levels in almost all the major cities.

Twinkle, Twinkle, little star,

How I wonder where you are!

Up above the world so high,

You used to be once there in the sky.

Even the blazing Sun is gone,

And he nothing shines upon,

Still, you show not your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, waiting all the night.

Earthly Travellers will be in the “DARK“,

Please come with your tiny “spark“,

We cannot see which way to go,

If we don’t let you twinkle so.

Twinkle, Twinkle, little star,

How I wonder where you are!

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I pay my tributes to Late Jane Taylor, regards to all the media houses who published the poem Twinkle- Twinkle and all bloggers who through their blogs/poem on nature /serenity /solitude /life in the cities have motivated myself for this.

Two more stanzas are there in the original version for other enthusiastic bloggers to look at.

Good Evening and see you next time.