Leaves fall from the boughs of that tall tree,
Not the ones green, fresh & filled with nature’s ardour,
But the leaves of time, whose fall
Goes on & on, till the end of eternity…

But every year, as the twelfth month dies,
It comes, commemorating a sweet memory,
Of something, the birth of a man – the true Son of God,
In whose hands, the sins of mankind were washed.

He gave his life for the cause of mankind,
A scapegoat of treachery & deceit,
Never did he grumble, but blessed,
Even those evil souls that stole his life…

New countries took birth, New inventions were made, & more leaves fell,
Still we worship him, remember his service & call him Messiah,
We rejoice the day he was born & worship him
But, is that enough??

The yoke of oppression is on our heads,
More wars, more treachery, & more cruelty,
But when you’re about to sin,
Remember, there’s this Messiah sitting high in the heavens, watching you!

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By hari

A twenty-something support engineer, web developer, blogger and journalist who makes the web a better place for a living, at Automattic. Immensely passionate about WordPress! Also loves books, music, movies, and drinking hot cups of coffee on rainy evenings. Dreams of writing a book, someday.


    1. Actually, this was my first poem. Wrote this when I was in 8th or something. 😀 I’d drafted this in my blog long back. Thought I’d publish it in a whim. 😛

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