September 21, 2016 at 5:39 pm

What a lovely day

I made a short walk day-by-day

Then I pause for a moment

When I see a tree, lovely tree

I come nearer to that tree

I touch its body full of scars

I ask and wonder why

This tree has lots of scars

I talk to the tree

“What happens to you?”

It does not move

I ask again

“Was there somebody who wanted to cut you?”

Again ,no answer of course cannot talk

I assembled all my thoughts

This tree had suffered obstacles along the way

Its growth is disturbed

Though it gained many scars

But it was able to withstand

Those pretentious wounds

This tree grows beautifully

Though harass by ugly storms

It never defied its purpose.

September 22, 2016 at 1:45 pm

Dear poem lovers,

I have another lovely poem created only for you. Thanks for reading should there be readers, LOL.

Doggie in Disaster

He needs the flesh
He can’t accomplish
He needs to chew it
He longs to absorb now
The whole thing.

He feels the exciting thing
For him so thrilling
But one thing
It cannot be done
It gets harder and harder

It chokes him
Though hadn’t absorb the thing
The bone doggie saw
In his dream….