A Fruity Mystery
I see this tree,With its fruits hanging down.
I begin to wonder ..
why does the fruit see
The world upside down?
The fruits way ,
Is it the right way?
Or is it my way !
Always looking upto the world.
I pretend to be the fruit.
I Stand on my head.
Much to the amusement of others
In the park, watching me.
Just then it struck me
I am being noticed by many.
It just took me to be upside down
To be so noticed by all.
Is that why the fruit hangs?
Is that why I try so hard to reach it?
Is that why I admire its beauty?
Is that why I shall always be me?
by © Sreekesh Menon at
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