The venomous tree.

The venomous tree.

I helped to grow up,
a poison tree in my heart.
It bore fruits.
I ate it and others were hurt.

It was grown vehemently.
I entertained the tree.
At last with its venom,
it poisoned me.

I became jealous to others.
None was my friend.
I struggled to others
and my life was at the edge of end.

Then I rooted out the poison tree.
My visions had been changed.
Now I lead a peaceful life
and treating everybody as friend.