Scenario of the poem: I have been working in an office for 1.6 years, fare-welled many of my friends and greeted new comers!    A herb with fresh soulon the banks of riverFelt cold waters touch its rootsThus, it shiverson the banks of river It saw the ripples come and gothinking they were going whitherWhy it can’t go with them?as it was standing firmly thitherstanding firmly on the banks of river Ripples gave life to the herbthrough the roots from the fissuresStill it felt empty at the endas them were not the constant giversand the herb stood firmly on the banks of river It lookedRead More →