"Whispers of a Vanished Realm: A Poetic Tribute to the Lost World"

In a world now lost, whispers fade,

Where beauty dwelled and dreams were made.

Gone are the lands of untamed wonder,

Leaving behind a silence, torn asunder.

Once vibrant realms, alive with hues,

Nature's symphony, a joyful muse.

But time's relentless march took its toll,

Unraveling treasures, robbing our soul.

Oh, lost world, where have you gone?

A paradise undone, forever withdrawn.

Majestic landscapes, now but memories,

In the depths of my heart, their legacy.

Mountains tall, kissed by the sun,

Rivers that danced, their journey begun.

Ancient forests, a sanctuary of peace,

All now confined to histories' release.

The creatures that roamed, wild and free,

Now mere echoes in our collective memory.

Their calls, their roars, no longer resound,

Lost in the void, no solace found.

Once teeming cities, bustling with life,

Now silent ruins, with stories rife.

The laughter, the tears, the human tale,

Echoes of a lost world, hauntingly prevail.

But amidst the sorrow, a glimmer remains,

A plea to reclaim what time disdains.

To cherish the Earth, our fragile domain,

And restore the lost world's vibrant refrain.

For in our hands lies the power to restore,

To heal the wounds that time bore.

Let us remember, let us ignite,

A resurgence of hope, a guiding light.

In our hearts, the lost world lives,

Through stewardship, the flame revives.

A call to cherish, protect, and conserve,

And ensure its beauty, forever preserved.