19 Aug
Feel the twinge of ‘imprison’,
Trees that cannot walk.
Feel the pain of ‘speechlessness’,
Animals that cannot talk.
Feel the ache of ‘statue’,
Pictures that cannot express.
Feel the woe of birds in cage,
Who got wings to fly, not to rest.
Feel the misery of stray animals,
Whom we drive on.
Feel the grief of injured animals,
Who cannot even say “I am in pain”.
Feel the emotions of others,
Who live around us…
It’s our world not my,
So understand the value of ‘us’ not ‘I’.
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Posted by on August 19, 2011 in Poems


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