Blank. Poem by Anand Rai
Blank.
The trees that shed leaves in seasons,
Cut a part of their life they lived,
And as new and fresh leaves grow,
The pain of the lost ones are long forgotten.
Life lives through such pain and distress everyday,
Wonder how could we be such idiots not to see,
That every life that life lead lead to infinity of wisdom,
Where through we gleam and shine under the sun.
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