SAVE ME!!!!

sudarshan

I COME FROM THE NATURE,
HOPING FOR A NICE FUTURE!


I GROW AND GROW WITH AIMS,
BUT EVERYONE USES ME FOR GAMES.


PEOPLE SAY OH! GOOD AIR,
BUT CARPENTERS SAY WOOD FOR CHAIRS.


I HAVE LOTS OF WISHES TO FULFILL,
BUT I DIE WITHOUT SEEING MY REFILL!


TO YOU, I BEND AND BOW,
AND PLEAD WITH A VOICE SO LOW.


PLEASE DON'T KILL ME BY TURNING ME TO COAL,
I'LL GROW OLD TILL I REACH MY GOAL!!!

 



  • Author: SUDARSHAN (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 21st, 2011 07:22
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 25
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
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Comments3

  • Alexandre Landsley

    Nice write!!!

  • Cheeky Missy

    Trees? Beautifully expressed in couplets,

  • Dolphine29

    I can hear trees too, we should pay attention and listen to them.
    Best
    D.



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