The Bleeding TreeA Poem by Martiya DamanWhat my drawing done 2 years ago says in a poem
The Bleeding Tree
Ah, the village heard of a tree with heart, The goverment made a chart, Millions of piles of bills, Idea to take it out and chill! They rushed to the forest, And took arrows and nails, smallest... And just tortured one tree and quitted... All of them fitted. They thought it was fake and left, There WAS a heart they forgot to theft, It stayed in the trunk, Only blood it drunk. It rained, other trees perfectly fine, It was bleeding, still life had time, Complete torture, Forever stayed for it disorder. © 2025 Martiya DamanFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on March 20, 2025 Last Updated on March 20, 2025 AuthorMartiya DamanYou can fly even if you're wingless..., IndiaAboutI am just writing stories & poems and making others smile, I like it. I am 10 years old and Indian, Glad you came to read my profile. It's definetly a pleasure to write here. My thought: Dreams are.. more.. |

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