In the dense concrete jungle
there was a beautiful lake.
To play here, comes little Jake.
He loved the lake and tress around.
Sometimes playing in that park
he wouldn't leave until it was dark
Few days later the trees were felled,
the beautiful lake was filled,
no more boating to be thrilled,
but there stood a concrete build.
He was transferred to a new school,
on the way he recognized the route,
but no trees or lake, he stood mute.
Instead he saw his new primary school.
YOU ARE READING
Unpleasant World
Thơ caSometimes its fate, sometimes anger, sometimes being lazy and sometimes the humanity are the causes for a person's disappointments in life. These are collection of poems each trying to say how unfair the world can be.
