a tree


Cut by cut a tree is killed,
in it strong emotions filled.
We see the deforestation telecast live,
we don't stop we just say the future may not be alive.

It take five years to grow,
but less then 1 hour for the soul of tree to blow.
Planting more trees should be nation's aim,
as this motto will bring them a name.

I pray for tree's long life,
as its life is on the edge of knife.
Please don't cut trees,
as they are the prime source for you and me.

A message to all whether its silly or wise,
before taking its life please think twice.
Cut by cut a tree is killed,
in it strong emotions filled.

a tree is killed...
a tree is killed...

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I love writing poems and this my favourite once. a nature lover a poem about trees