Nash Thomas Poems
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The Real Fruit
My father planted two Rambutans,
On the back side on our lovely home,
Thinking that would bear fruit in right time,
And gain a little by selling the same.
Days and times were passing,
It rose to fifty plus feet high,
Flowered many times at right time,
But, failed to bear fruits all the time.
But we aren't like to cut the tree-
For want of firewood,
Even if, we are short of it.
When it raises to heights,
Lovely leaves and branches raise in air,
Showing the gifted joy of nature,
We all filled with joy.
Air is lovely with the ...
A Life Without Any Death
You, need to live forever,
In each moment, you need to try forever,
Each moment is vital,
Each thought is vital.
A live, for the time being,
A living, meant for witches,
You, need a life forever,
Really, a life for the blessed one.