Ike Chime

Fate - Poem by Ike Chime

Little tree branch
With high aspiration
To bear flowers
Colourful flowers
Sweet smelling flowers
That bees attract

Aspiring high
like other branches
to add to the greenery
sprouting own leaves
and be part of the forest

your vascular bundle
hoped to join the rest
building up the tree family
carrying nutrients up and down
your tiny buds
hoping to bear fruits someday

But here you are
In the engine compartment
Of a mammy-wagon
Locked up
in it’s furnace
Matted with grease and oil

Your duty, to prop the lid
Of this rickety wagon
That ply dusty village roads
In the tropical heat
That stops every kilometre
For a drink of water

Poor little stick
Where are all your dreams
and aspiration
of green leaves
flowers and all.

Comments about Fate by Ike Chime

  • (12/30/2007 1:45:00 AM)

    awesome poem thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »
User Rating:
2,7 / 5 ( 10 votes ) 1

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  7. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]