The land is a truly remarkable place, but its environment is something that is often overlooked. The natural beauty of the seas and forests is unparalleled, and yet we continue to pollute and corrupt them.
We depend on our environment for our very existence. As long as we continue to destroy it for materialistic gain, we end up harming ourselves. If humanity wants to prosper, we must learn to protect and embrace this planet and not work against it.
If we don't, we run the very real risk of destroying our home and dooming future generations. We cannot let this happen. Thinking a little more about this subject, we've put together 15 poems about the Environment that can inspire you.
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Best Poems on the Environment
- Common origin – Maristela Elicker Dauve
- Phenomena of Nature – Jô Benevides
- Green inside – Maristela Elicker Dauve
- Lyrical bird song – Lizaldo Vieira
- Velho Chico – Lizaldo Vieira
- Gaia Ship - Lizaldo Vieira dos Santos
- Still life – Reginaldo Pinto
- Once upon a time… Space – Ivone Boechat
- Nature's Cry – Jô Benevides
- Water – Jô Benevides
- What Nature Tells Us – Ana Paula da Silva Pestana
- Poem for the Curu River – Maria de Jesus Lopes de Oliveira
- The face of nature – Aldina Ferraz Santos
- Green green – Maurício Victor de Uzeda
- Displaced Shadows – Ivan Messiano
Best Poems on the Environment
Common origin – Maristela Elicker Dauve
I see the ring stone
I see the forest reflected in it!
In lilac, green leaves
In lilac, the branches
In lilac, the space between the branches
In the tiny stone extracted from the womb of the earth
The living nature of the surface is projected without delay
Always again, the inside-outside
the amethyst as an oracle
that contains everything
the wind reveals itself
in the movement of the leaves
Mirrored in bright shine
From everything that was once
And in the future-light it will be again.
Phenomena of Nature – Jô Benevides
The roar of the sea that made chuá, chuá...
Bringing joy with all its strength,
Today he only lives crying, and with tears to shed…
Invading cities to let off steam,
The great harm done to him without taking care of him.
The roar of the sea wants to make chuá, chuá...
Unwittingly, it's taking man's terror,
Returning what he caused.
The Antarctic ice, doesn't want to hold on anymore,
Are you tired of just freezing,
Strive not to collapse,
For the roar of the sea not to increase,
Crying your tears to shed…
Whoa, whoa...
The volcano is not stubborn.
Stubborn is the man, who thinking to be known,
I extracted from the earth without being inhibited,
Something that time cannot fix,
Seeking technology, he doesn't think about what he can search for.
Rocks extracted, gaps left, space that cannot be filled.
Fatal eruption! There's no way, it's going to rock!
The volcano will vomit...
Putting out your protest of the degradation caused by the human being.
What a pity! Man doesn't want to see that to touch nature,
You have to be wise, not to cause disharmony!
You have to be sure, because if you don't know how to treat it,
THE COLLECTION WILL ARRIVE!
Messing in nature is not so simple,
You have to be sure, kind to her.
Who can transform sustainable, the inevitable?
Irreversible is the pain of seeing what was done with so much love, being destroyed...
And only then comes the fear...
Selfish! They only thought about their riches,
Without wanting to imagine the great poverty that will remain as an inheritance,
Of a nature that will soon be extinct...
Terrors and roars will never be forgotten!
Nature revolts in protest at what has been stolen from her.
We are carbon, we are dust, where do we end up,
If nature continues to cry?
Where does the wisdom that man thinks has no end comes from?
They spoil what God has given us, and like spoiled children, go to another planet as an alternative to a fear that is to come.
If God gave us planet earth, that's where we should stay!
So, why poke around what you don't know?
Every time a man thinks he knows more,
In trials and searches,
It ends up bringing us irrationally, a bigger and uncontrolled problem.
Nature will continue to cry...
The roar of the sea will increase…
The volcano will continue to vomit...
The springs will disappear...
And the man of fear will tremble!
For something he himself doesn't let live.
Deforestation will bring more suffering,
With the increase in carbon gas, it doesn't fit…
Greenhouse effect! Heating of a globe about to be deactivated,
By its own inhabitants.
HELP!!!
I want to live and leave the inheritance to my generation!
A planet that doesn't give up on calling your attention.
Through the symptoms of illnesses, which are leaving him.
The planet is in depression and just wants to unite everyone,
Before there's no way out.
Green inside – Maristela Elicker Dauve
I want to be green entirely
take care of the soul
Minimum internal protections of self-love
don't play with poisons
Close the eyes
but choose carefully
listen to the heart
Hear the cicada, the thrush and the companion
Know how to take care of me too
Overflowing cup of compassion
That transforms from the only possible location,
from within
only way to green soul
Play with loving fingers
A world with more love.
green as a state of mind
green as a measure
use it excessively
To stay alive.
Pretend this is poetry,
And knowing it's a necessity.
Lyrical bird song – Lizaldo Vieira
sings bird
loose your poetic
corner friend
In all moments
in everywhere
That this moment is all yours
To show the lyrical anthem
natural poetry
that since boy
God gave you.if you sing free
Up in the air
In contact with nature
Your singing reflects happiness
And beauty
if you are stuck
in the nursery or cage
your singing regrets
why cry
for such injustice
And sadness.sing
sad bird
I'm your show's audience
even imprisoned
Your sound is show
That no one does the same.when it's loose
free in the forest
stay crab in the can
Watch the pitfalls well
because the enemy
is loose
crazy to hook you
and hurt
by other places
In another world
That's not yours.
Velho Chico – Lizaldo Vieira
my old chico
cute boy
afflicted boy
chico suffered
Chico erosion
even polluted
It's a good water world.I wish one day.
chico life
chico joy
with so much water
diluted to nothing
Quench the thirst of this hinterland.It's life
could in a scream
of those afflicted
Change that rite of disillusionment.I preferred San Francisco
to the corrupt
and politicians
in charge of the nation
Yeah…good water world.
Gaia Ship - Lizaldo Vieira dos Santos
Mother earth
queen gaia
here are your subjects
Crew
asking pardon
Forgiveness
Clemency
For those who falsify life
despising
contaminating
with sewers
slurry
Dumps
the sacred ground
all over
trivialize death
in the springs
in rivers
the waters of the seas
stink of gushing
are clogged veins
by waste
and wasteful debris
debilitating
your silos
Your eyes
your riparian forest
are wasting away
The few woods and forests
roast
turn into dust
Curupiras
Curumins
Caiporas
they hit it off
looking for another paradise
Gaia ship
don't get out of lane
react to the bad guy's game
don't give up
Don't give up your legacy
Carrier of lives.
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Still life – Reginaldo Pinto
Lord forgive our great intelligence
Knowing how to extract from the depths of the earth
your black blood and turn it
In gasoline for our cars
In diesel for our factories
On gas to prepare our food
In kerosene for airplanes
In plastics to waterproof our daily lives.Lord forgive our great intelligence
To find a tree without leaves and fruit beautiful
Victim of acid rain, soaked with sulfur oxides.
Destroying our power supplies
And we are forced to consume food
invented by man
That within its destructive modernity
They call it Genetically Modified or Transgenic Organisms.
It's the future coming…Lord forgive our great intelligence
of trying to explain to children
why fish drown
In contaminated oil and foams,
And we try to wash water from rivers
With lime, fluorine and aluminum.
To quench our thirst.
And the sea is so polluted it's gray
Your marine life dying, with so many poisons.
The once crystalline streams
Where did we fish as a child
They don't exist anymore, today it's a stinky sewage ditch.
A real sewer.Lord forgive our great intelligence
To find that the city's air is full of sulfur dioxide
Nitrogen acid, carbon monoxide, carbon dioxide
Hydrocarbons, radioactivity...
It's healthy for our children, who are living
In concrete deserts, surrounded by a mountain of steel
Becoming Gray Children
Where they only know green from TV movies.Lord forgive our great intelligence
Wanting to modify what was built by you
And try to imitate nature by cloning men.
In transparent glasses, one like the other
Thus preventing the natural selection of life.
Building men.
These, devoid of talents and emotions
which very soon will be being sold
In first-world hospital stores at affordable prices
And financed in six installments, with a one-year guarantee against tantrums.Forgive sir, our great intelligence,
From producing leachate, algae, chlorofluorocarbon, greenhouse effect, deforestation,
Fires, solid particles, mineral pollutants, soot, transgenics, clone,
Inexact children, global warming…
And the great evil that frightens humanity.
The decomposition of atoms, enriched and contaminated with uranium,
Which together with plutonium turns into the atomic bomb, allied to global warming.
They could end Planet Earth.Forgive Lord my little wisdom
Knowing that I'm like you,
And that right now,
Amidst the great global individualization,
where life is worthless
Where the air is polluted, the water rots
The poisoned soil, and the alienated man.
What is the use of having wisdom, intelligence,
Modernity.
Human being…
I wanted to stop being Your Image, Lord
“And be civilized like the animals”.
Once upon a time… Space – Ivone Boechat
Once upon a time there was a very big and beautiful boy named Space.
Time passed, but Space did not grow; decreased.
He started to live, without meaning to, with his friend Survival and, suddenly, people crowded together and almost suffocated him.
One thing you didn't know, Space is shocked, because the enemy Pollution invaded the territory, took over its air and was a failure.
Space is contaminated.
The same day, Espaço was already fighting with his best friend, Security.
Everywhere he moved, Fear, partner of Insecurity, arose to disturb him. Space had to arm itself.
But did she solve the problem? He is terrified of so many enemies...
Paz, the space sister, who now lives far away, called prima Natureza and asked for help.
After all, the birds, the trees, the perfume of the flowers, the serenader, the organ-player, the poet, the children, are complaining about space, every day, with good reason.
They definitely want to settle down.
They are being tossed around.
Espaço apologized to Nature and said that he was not the only culprit.
People are always chasing Survival and forgetting that there is opportunity elsewhere.
Now, the solution is in the hands of Dr. Gente, able to calmly study the pros and cons of the Space claim.
The rush, the heart attacks, the pushing and shoving inside the cultural melting pot, the neurosis of time, the anxieties of having, will be solved, because these are his specialty.
If this doesn't happen, very soon Space will be empty, people will disintegrate in the arms of the enemy Death.
It would be very sad.
Space would like to grow, shelter everyone who came to it, so that her sister Paz would not live so far away.
Nature's Cry – Jô Benevides
I hear the cry of the sea, saying that the waves will advance.
I can hardly hear the weak and tired wind, saying that the forest in the hinterland will burn.
I hear the whispers of the wind, bringing the scent of water out of time.
I see the day waking up earlier, and the sun with its burning reflections, leaving marks on our skin.
Where are we going to stop?
Nature is crying, screaming loudly for everyone to wake up.
Old Chico, who would have thought?
Come on man! Don't let the water dry!
Because that's where joy comes from, which makes man feed.
Scream with strength!
React! Don't let the river run out! For nature will surely charge in one day.
The green of the world is fading!
The blue of the waters is drying up!
Terrible days will come, as nature is turning into extinction, all because of the thief man, who steals what God left us, turning the future of our descendants into horror.
I want the white white of the waves, like the bride's veil brushing the sands of the sea, the crystalline green of the sea, like an emerald shining, the intense blue of the waters, imitating the blue of the sky.
I want to imagine that the humble springs will keep growing and majestically shedding veils of waterfalls and large gushing rivers.
Nature exists to give us peace of our true dwelling.
We are from nature and without it, we are not, we die!
We will be extinction, and everything will become in vain.
We are heirs and stewards.
So let's scream:
Nature needs to go on, let's take care of it, love it, preserve it, and life like that, will continue to sprout.
Water – Jô Benevides
Water,
Gold of our lives,
It's disappearing from the earth,
It will leave a lot of wounds.
If it comes missing,
Life cannot go on.
Because water moves life,
And life without it is not possible.
The water that falls from the sky,
That spurts down on the ground,
Plenty for everyone,
Who doesn't know how to value.
dumb man, in greed,
Think you'll get rich,
But you don't know that the greatest poverty,
It's inside him, for not knowing how to think,
That water may one day be lacking.
But let's imagine:
Let's take care of the water.
That we will learn to ration,
That the spring we will take care of,
Like a child at bedtime,
And when they grow up,
They will have more strength to irrigate.
What about our planet's water?
Let's learn to care.
What Nature Tells Us – Ana Paula da Silva Pestana
when we divert your waters
Who feels the colorful nature
To produce much more
Without pity we leave it impoverished.
man's big mistake
Think everything is infinite
Without knowing it, he takes it...
Without hearing your moan.
We consume without measures
what they offer us
without looking at its origin
Greed flatters us.
nature gradually says
That what is produced
If we lack prudence
When the imminent end leads us.
technology gives us wings
we fly to another world
the one who separated us
From that deeper attachment.
God like that, gave us everything!
And it fell to us to squander
All that most precious
From the woods to the waters of the sea.
when adam lost paradise
He had no idea of his worth.
he lost all perfect harmony
After that, suffering and pain.
Will it be like a prophecy?
How should we contain ourselves?
in the face of so much stubbornness
The man insists on suffering.
Why not live for her?
For everything she gives us
live exchanging care
And to her to dedicate us…?
This dispute with the environment
that many only cause suffering
the consequences of the difference
Between wealth and impoverishment.
Among exploited peoples
by many heartless
They don't care if they generate
Wars, scarcity and affliction.
The Earth Charter teaches us
About universal responsibility
Basic values of solidarity
Uniting the world community.
Ethics is the way of communion
The development, somewhat fleeting
we must make our choice
Promoting Tolerance and Peace.
Understand biodiversity
beauty hard to explain
so many species in the world
Likely to run out.
The sale of our species
Generates profit and temptation
The rulers put blindfolds
Thus, they are not liable for prosecution.
We need to say no!
Now to all the banal acts
May we in one voice
Give "enough" to environmental crimes
every selfish thought
we join the inevitable
wasting the possibility
Sustainable development.
Treaties, laws abound
we still have hope
to finally put into practice
Through our children.
From everything they learn
A lesson is essential
All together for the same cause
Teaches Environmental Education.
And this global warming
tell us every moment
That the planet must help,
But what will the procedure be?
Hence the importance of school
that will tell us how to do
our role in society
And our way to protect…
Poem for the Curu River – Maria de Jesus Lopes de Oliveira
rain wetting the earth
Making noise
Indifferent to people's sleep
running between the rocks
moistening the earth
filling your eyes
which are big lakes
wanting to cry
Rain
Arriving at the river thirsty for water and love
where the fish date
horses drink
And we sail our gaze thirsty
We navigate this water that is brown
Where fish can no longer see themselves to love
and die
children look out of empty cans
the brown current
The water smells, has color, has grass, has plastic, paper, stubble
At home the beans are dehydrated
The noise gets louder in the bush
It's the river crying
asking for pure water to wash
The face of nature – Aldina Ferraz Santos
your face, beloved
smile whenever i wake up
fall asleep whenever I sleep
And So Dressed In A Thousand Colors
Dances and Enchantments
My ‘Soul
All the time…
All the way I walk
you lips kiss me through the wind
your eyes speak to me through the stars
Your voice enchants me through the birds...
I love you so much
That this poem I decided to write
To honor your Beauty
to help protect you
Who forgot who without you
Can't live anymore...
Green green – Maurício Victor de Uzeda
Here comes the Sun
playing with the wind
hot, pesky
dancing, running, singing
Making mess
making a fuss
lifting the dust from the earth
discoloring the green
depriving the pomp
instituting the party
light party
when the rain comes
the velvet covers the hills
patterned the bushes
the leaves wearing gala
green fabrics
The natural weaving of the seasons
the natural loom of time
bake and embroider
slashing,
Greenweaving,
green wearing
see the green
Breathe
flowing like sap
made in flower
The natural revival of the seasons
The natural recreate of time
cover of life
bringing fruit
slashing
green blooming
green living
see the green
green or green
Displaced Shadows – Ivan Messiano
late mutt
I open the window chest wind tries
I inspire a butterfly to be born
stir cassava accommodating
wet earth life
slender curve path
displaced shadows
I notice moonlit area persisting
gaping gate, figure laughingbullock cart drags rest at night
watch a glimpse of the past
mood resurfaces nothing of myself
confused shallow way
I lose sense in the banana party flags
I bring your green tattooed bottom
mutt barks without knowing
dream of a wolf howling the loneliness of the steppeI look out there myself
out there full shadow emerges
in the midst of wheezinga pig grumbles…
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