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Book Review:Warming Boom by Saurabh Pant

Just for luxury,comfort and flexibility, human beings have stooped so low. We are a part of this natural environment ,but our actions barely prove that.
This book 'Warming Bloom' is a collection of poems. The title is apt. Each and every poem will hit your conscience and leave you repenting over your deeds and actions. 
With every smash between the forests and your mind, you will understand how does one's wrong deeds glows the rise of global warming. I loved how it was stated that killing the forests won't help us in anyway. 
Yes,I strongly agree. The rope of our existence is connected to the end of the mother Earth. Once the knot is broken ,we are vanished. Vanished like dinosaurs. 
I appreciate the poet for giving life to the natural environment through the poems. Because in reality, they are losing their lives. And we are to be blamed for that. 
One day, when there will be no forests for us to chop their heads off,shall we realize the valuable loss? 
Before we say, "It's too late.", grab the book,let the words hit your conscience for a while and then we shall all work together to preserve our mother Earth.
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I'd have loved more if the pictures were coloured. And the book cover could have been more eye-catching

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