A Majestic Tree Finding Its Destiny

By Akshaya

A little seedling small and divine,

Grew older and discovered it was a vine.

Watered daily by the rain,

Shrivelled a little by the pain.

Majestic as it was,

Everyone has another side.

So did this tree,

It just chose to hide.

Soon it was seen by many others.

Even when hurt and deceived,

It called them its sis and brothers.

Oh! How a small seedling sprouted,

Only to become the prey that others wanted.

It grew older and discovered it was a vine,

Just for all the roots to intertwine.

The more strangled it gets,

Using its last breaths.

The sweet irony it tastes,

For a sweet tree turning into something everyone hates.

Life was fine when it couldn’t show,

Because now this feeling is something you can’t throw.

Away, Away…..

Maybe in another life,

I can say, say it would suffice…

In this lifetime,

Well……. Maybe……..

We don’t know yet,

Because it is not the end of the story.

By Akshaya