Khwahish Punjabi

A Narrative of Energy Conservation’s Legacy

The narrative of energy, commences with the birth of type solar,

Who cried the rays of heat and bright, transforming its very exposure.

But oh, for he just wanted to aid, his tears as our bounty,

And it did, but at what cost? Our energy is decreasing profoundly.

Maturing, a shelf of renewable energy had only eyes and a few hands laid upon,

While surrounded, puffing exhaustible energy had almost all hands rested on.

And while some knew, and endeavored to inform of the energy plenty repel,

Alas! The voices fell on deaf ears, and progressively, they all fell.

Exposed themselves to the true horrors of its age,

For they used it only once but takes a mountain years for its rebirth stage.

Painting a phobia, as it decomposed and burnt the ‘fossil’ fuel,

The pollution emitted would turn them into fossils, isn’t betrayal so cruel?       

But they all utter about, being strong is getting up and fighting,

Not in terms of violence, but in the concept of realizing.

Fighting for what’s righteous, abiding by the resolution,

Simple words, but impactful actions, unravel the curtains to the protagonist ‘ENERGY CONSERVATION’!

Consciousness turns into action, as the initiatives present their scene,

Not only progress conservation for the upcoming, but to also stain the earth green!

A leader stands up to mark this trail and signify its future glory,

The people name it, ‘Saving Energy’, where they walk in their story.

In the story of life, for a quick ride, they don’t drive,

And question, why do they always turn on the lights when the shining sun flashes so bright?

They have recognized that sources that burn, never return,

And rather it is the minus you blaze, the more you earn!

And while the fossil fuels take its rest,

The people work tirelessly to mount up the renewable quest.

For their quality had been affected by the exhaustible,

And to redeem its plenty, their hard work is infusible. 

Conservation shares no age, it’s easy if done effectively,

Like Nature cradles you graciously, won’t you return generosity?

Perceive that it is the benefit of two,

Benefit for the Mother, blended with all significant you.

And in a stage of their life, some have mastered the art of conservation,

While others try to voice consciousness, through words of conversation.

As they work hand in hand, togetherness achieved as well as deed,

On accomplishing their goals, they can soar from the challenge from they were freed.

Although yet, certain waste and cause damage to effort,

Few tend to neglect their actions and the outcome of discomfort.

It’s not everyone who stands by the protagonist’s side,

But dear anti-heroes, what good will this provide?

Do we forever need the textbooks and disasters to boost awareness,

When we can be realistic and imagine the book of our life without resources blessed!

Energy is the PATHWAY OF OUR PLAY, while the world’s a stage,

And while we remain mere players on this domain, conservative strategies; let us engage!