Whispers Beneath the Wisdom Tree: A Poem of Love

Abhishek Verma
2 min readOct 22, 2023
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In a little town not far away,
Children ran, laughed, and played every day.
The sun was bright, the sky so blue,
Every day felt fresh and new.

There was a tree, so tall and grand,
The oldest one in all the land.
Its branches wide, its roots so deep,
Holding secrets it did keep.

Under this tree, an old man sat,
With a white beard and a worn-out hat.
He watched the children, day by day,
And often had wise words to say.

“Come gather around,” he’d often speak,
“To learn a lesson, unique and sleek.
Life is a journey, long and wide,
With ups and downs, and side to side.”

“There will be times of joy and glee,
Times when you’re as happy as can be.
But there’ll be days of rain and storm,
When nothing feels right or warm.”

“Don’t give up when times are tough,
Even when you feel you’ve had enough.
For after the rain, there’s a rainbow’s glow,
A sign of hope, as we all know.”