the hut
Once i went for a walk and saw an old decayed hut. I did not pay any
attention and wanted to walk on but the old hut started talking to me:
" I like to be a house! A beautifull house where people would find an
open door and come in. They would not only see failures. People only
see failures, failures, failures...
But when do they see that a person, an animal, a plant or even a hut
suffers?
I want to be a big villa where people would find space to talk about
their problems. But as i am no big, beautifull villa no one comes!
They only see the holes in my roof and the fallen boards!"
And the hut fell silent.
I went on lost in thoughts.
The hut
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hai friend,
nice poem on Hut. Hut may be small but its heart I could find big. Wonderful poem., which speaks with more good intentions and motivations, but with grief stricken thoughts of its ruined state, which is inspiring too. Through this I could see your beautiful heart, which u are blessed with (even at your young age) which is filled with kindness . Thanks for the beautiful poem, but sorry for my late appreciation, i happened to see this poem , today only , though U posted it two weeks before.
with lots of love,
nice poem on Hut. Hut may be small but its heart I could find big. Wonderful poem., which speaks with more good intentions and motivations, but with grief stricken thoughts of its ruined state, which is inspiring too. Through this I could see your beautiful heart, which u are blessed with (even at your young age) which is filled with kindness . Thanks for the beautiful poem, but sorry for my late appreciation, i happened to see this poem , today only , though U posted it two weeks before.
with lots of love,
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