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The poem is based on one of my own thoughts that is. (THOSE WHO THINKS THAT THEY ARE BETTER THEN THE OTHERS IN REALITY ARE NOTHING. BUT THOSE WHO THINKS THAT THEY ARE NOTHING AS COMPARED TO OTHERS ARE LESS THEN THE FIRST ONE)


Submitted:Oct 8, 2011    Reads: 18    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


TWO TREES

Once there was a tree who was very tall;

And there was his neighbor who was small.

The tall tree always mocks the small one;

By doing this he had a great fun.

He boosted about his height;

And also that he stops kite.

On this matter they always fight;

You may have heard might is right.

The tall one was always full of fruits;

Small had small roots and no fruits.

The small thought he was nothing compared to rest;

And the tall thought that he was the best.

One day the air was blowing very fast;

The small one thought this day is his last.

The tall one tried his best;

The small one failed his test.

The tall was very proud of his might;

He held the earth more tight.

But this time he wasn't right;

The next movement he was out of sight.

(SHEIKH IMAD UL ISLAM)





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