A tree, dense and gigantic
Somewhere above the earth
There dwelled many;
Angels, snakes and one pair holy bird
One day birds forgotten the fly
And crawl like snakes
They slipped and fall in a ditch
Snakes followed like an ugly witch
Since then, birds with fear
Flies high in search of the tree
Knowing this Snakes are preying birds
Yet birds they try to go high
There are many trapped in the hiss
Enjoyed with the snaky kiss
Many still fly high and high
They know they will find
One day the gigantic tree
They will make nests
Without fear,
They will never crawl
The will only fly
They will never imitate snake
They are holy birds
They will be forever
Enjoying
you have every potential to become a great poet...take a little bit of care...a well wisher.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so loving lines.................. i ked it.