The Lonely Fellow
Moving down the memory lane,
I found a lonely tree.
Standing upright, leaning towards his knee.
I asked the fellow if I can do something for him.
He replied to me "No", shedding his leaves.
I was still there when the storm raised.
Multiple fractures encountered him,
But couldn't break him into pieces.
I was startled, couldn't believe my eyes.
He said my roots are strong,
And this is my Pride !!