Sweet inside I was
When young was my age
In heir hands, all children
Of the world wished me
And one day one of theirs
Wish came true
And shocking me, suddenly
Tore me apart
And ate all my insides
Like a lion does to a deer
In me, when nothing was left
Used me to wrap a rock
And threw me away
Into a river
And all the way to
The bottom went I
Years passed and
This day I celebrate
My hundredth birthday
Under the waters
Of this never to
Dried up river............
This poem shows you have tremendous imaginative power at this young age...the sign of becoming a good poet. Keep writing poems. Ten marks.
Atul, For your age this writing is really great! Keep writing and also reading poems of renowned poets. Best wishes. -Raj Nandy
suddenly Tore me apart And ate all my insides Like a lion does to a deer In me, when nothing was left Used me to wrap a rock........ great imagination dear poet........... thank you very much for this poem dear poet.. tony
it is alovely poem athul.you are still like a young brother to all of us. keep up your good work.
wow! wonderful work athul, emptiness in the old is a sad thing indeed. -nkuli
I read it in the philosophical way...mortal becoming immortal after shedding ego...wonderful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem! And you're only ten years old? You have a bright future ahead as a poet.