There were so many people around
It was choking to be with them
I came running out of the crowd
To find a pure and breathing air
In the silence, I sat by a tree
Where I wrote all the poetries
In rains, when I was in vain
The tree gave me the shade of leaves
When I had no shelter to go
It held me in its bough and twigs
I cherished it with water pours
And it loved me with blooming flowers
I was so happy being with it
Cause it was my friend not every being's
So they all came running for it
When they found me happy, cut it's twings
It didn't say a word of condemn
And happily took all the blames
They recklessly hit the iron blade
And rest just watched the show begin
My old friend was brought to a trial
Cause it brought a smile on my face
And now I seated in a church
Praying for my friend's heaven
I hear a boy ask to a man
What God does to punish our sins
The man told him of fearful hell
And miseries and suffers and jails
And when he came to me for words
I told him God to penalize your work
Just make you so stable and sweet
And forms your life into a tree...
Has a deep meaning friends
Try to understand the words
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Lost Lover
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