Sprouting Seed
I was thrown into an unknown land
Shrunken life showed me thrills;
Instant dryness drowned my will,
I went spotless under the earthly pills.
I couldn't breathe, as I am smothered,
I cried in pain no one bothered;
My cries drenched me with water,
Why my little life is beaten as a batter?
I tried to come out from the shell,
Am I the one who was drenched in a well?
I broke my hard shell, It is a hell
As a sprouting seed, I hear a jingle bell!
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