Sunday, 24 April 2016

Trees

They all came to be with me.
They value me as I value them.
In hot summer or heavy rains they run for shelter, hearing my name.
They tell the world that I am unique.
I need to be saved I need to cared.
Without me they have no existence.
But they forget these the very moment it's needed.
Development turns them blind.
They feel it's a waste to plant me over their valuable land.
But,
they can never deny from my being is their being.







2 comments:

  1. The power of trees and the energy it brings out spelled with sensitivity and so much power:)

    https://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2016/04/23/a-to-z-trail-the-trail/

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Do scribble down few words ...it motivates :)