The Trunk Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I see in amazement
Everybody climbs the big tree
Without any difficulty,
They are extremely pleased
And rightly so they should be,
The tree also accepts them gleefully,
But I fail to climb it,
Though I try my best,
Still I miserably fail again and again,
I can't understand the reason,
Indeed I definitely feel that
I am truly worthy of it,
Why does the great tree deprive me?
What does it think about me?
Such questions occur in my pensive soul,
But I don't get the answer of these,
I hold the trunk of the important tree
And cry in extreme pain and agony,
But nothing fruitful happens,
The heart of the famous tree seems to me very cruel and ruthless
Like its hard and unyielding trunk.