#WritcoPoem

The imbalance trails of life
and its burden has bend me,
Now the fruits I bear,
Falls off onto the pathway many
detest me,

Form a distance, they say
I am a tree of no value and beauty, that needs to be cut down,
Unfair is life but destiny is mystical and it is a covet to thy heart of men.

Selfhood I acclaim!
I am not a burden to mother nature so then why am I to you?

Selfhood I acclaim,
I am not a...