Sunday 31 January 2016

An Apple Like Me

As I lay under the tree,
I saw this apple staring at me.

We started a conversation,
Both talking about our lives.

After a while both of us realised,
We were but brothers in disguise.

Here's what the apple told me:

I was once a seed,
and then slowly grew into what you see.
Some of my friends rot.
I was lucky, I did not.
Some of us look similar,
but when we ripen - so different.
Soon .I will fall down,
Maybe on you! Feel free to eat me!
Most of the times when we are eaten,
people throw away the seeds.
But some, bury the seeds in the ground.
And a few lucky ones grow up into this kind of a tree.
In who's shade someone like you will lie, and talk to an apple like me.