Question.
Why does a apple fall down?
It does not.
Oh yeah, does it fly up and away?
It does not.
An apple never falls, is that what you say?
I did not.
Be decisive, make your choice,
Do not Sit on the fence,
Which one?
The white picket fences, or the wired one?
Or are you referring to the fence lined with mines?
No I am not.
Be serious,
This is not poetry,
Answer.
An apple never falls down.
An apple never flys up.
A apple like us all,
Gravitates to the centre,
The centre of our core understanding.
A poem by Hardik Mahesh Vaidya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem