Treasure Island

Madhuri Sawant

(30-September-1991 / Mumbai)

Creation


A tiny seed grows into beautiful plant,
A beautiful plant turns into a bunch of trees,
Trees together become park.

A small letter forms into word,
Words together become meaningful sentence,
Sentence help convey message.

Every soul has feelings,
Feelings determine the act of soul,
But no soul has ill feelings for own soul.

Every Soul does deeds
Deeds influence feelings of soul
But no soul has hurt own soul.

In a world of misdeeds and ill feeling,
One soul can harm own soul,
One soul can have ill feeling towards one soul.

But letting go of these feeling and deeds,
Helps shape person character,
Because one step leads to giant leap

Submitted: Sunday, July 14, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
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