Without tensions,
without worries,
it lay under the ground
as if in a mom's womb.
One sunny morn,
peeped out as a sapling.
Had a good glimpse of
the green around him.
When it grew, ofcourse
changes were there within it.
But was it fair for it's
sorroundings to change? ? ?
Now it is standing there
not with tender leaves
not with the green around it,
but with the barren land...
your poems are so deep, , , , , , respect for this one, , , , will read this one again, , , ,
amazingly written piece Neetha! ! ! ! ! loved it a lot! nice comparisons and structure. keep it up yar! ! ! !
thanku sooooo muuuch 4 ur nice comments.. also, feel free to write to me if there is any corrections in my poems...
Awesome Neetha. I love your young feelings for nature. Keep writing :) Marks 10+++++++
Wow, I adore this talent! ! ! A great poem! ! ! An elegant penning! ! ! 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Awesome! Good comparison! Loved d poem