I have no control over my life.
I am born to die
that is the story of my life.
I terrified the fall which ultimately,
means my end is near.
I get stepped on after falling
by the nature's creatures
Who am I?
A leaf.
It's like a riddle when you read it for the first time. But after reading it a second time i realized this is so close to life, our life where we are born and end when we die, in the way we get stamped on, trampled, experinec fear, just like the leaf! Great poem! Preets
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mahfooz, like.Pd. I had to read this twice to really get the message. But once I got it I thought how wonderful you had put it, comparing our lives with a leaf. Very well worded and a nice easy flow to read. The more I read the more I really like your style. Thanks for sharing it. David