I came into this world fragile and innocent
Looking for water and sunshine to grow.
I blossomed into a beautiful green leaf,
fresh and vibrant,
enthusiasm that made me glow.
Dancing in the wind, playing in the rain
Life was fun there was no pain.
Then one day, a gush of air...
Departed from the branch and I was blown.
With so much glee, I gently floated without sound
I traveled far, I traveled slow
Before I touched the ground so low.
I lay there confident smiling and bold
Ready to take on the world that was beautiful
as I had known.
At times I wildly flew,
twisting and turning through the air
Exhausted, drop to earth below.
Time flew and so did I until one day I felt huge pain
A feeling so terribly new that drove me insane
Tremendous pressure crippling me down,
Crushed, I lay on the ground.
I just lay there slowly turning brown, each breath was a pain
With each gush of air I tried to reach the branch, my home, but in vain.
As days pass, I fray a little more, it pains a little more
and I learn about life a lot more.
Every time I rise with the wind...my hopes soar high
But gently I fall again without a sound and hopes again defy.
~ Shveta Sharma
19th Jan 2014.
Looking for water and sunshine to grow.
I blossomed into a beautiful green leaf,
fresh and vibrant,
enthusiasm that made me glow.
Dancing in the wind, playing in the rain
Life was fun there was no pain.
Then one day, a gush of air...
Departed from the branch and I was blown.
With so much glee, I gently floated without sound
I traveled far, I traveled slow
Before I touched the ground so low.
I lay there confident smiling and bold
Ready to take on the world that was beautiful
as I had known.
At times I wildly flew,
twisting and turning through the air
Exhausted, drop to earth below.
Time flew and so did I until one day I felt huge pain
A feeling so terribly new that drove me insane
Tremendous pressure crippling me down,
Crushed, I lay on the ground.
I just lay there slowly turning brown, each breath was a pain
With each gush of air I tried to reach the branch, my home, but in vain.
As days pass, I fray a little more, it pains a little more
and I learn about life a lot more.
Every time I rise with the wind...my hopes soar high
But gently I fall again without a sound and hopes again defy.
~ Shveta Sharma
19th Jan 2014.
2 comments:
Mmmmm....good one...tats how god created d living beings...happy times....ups n downs.... finally getting buried in earth...!!!!!! Sounds strange but truth..:)
Thanks Prasanna...yeah that's the irony of life!
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