Monday, April 23, 2012

A Seedling's Teaching..

Random scribblings.. I imagined being a little seed buried under the soil.. :)

I poke my nose
Trembling, out of the soil
It’s a beautiful world
Shining and growing,
Spreading, beyond my sight.

I gear up,
Go on further and stand tall,
Because the world is my oyster
And I shall make myself count!


Jaideep said...

Wow! An awesome piece of work! :)
Such a short poem and so many ideas conveyed! That is such a great ability. Great job! :)

Apurva said...

That was sweet of you.. :) Just random scribblings.. glad to hear that you could connect :)

Jaideep said...

I am a literary connoisseur after all! ;) :P :D

Apurva said...

Hahaha. I wish I knew you well enough to comment on that.. :D