As I sit under a tree, I will be tension free

a poem by Yerra Praneeth

As I sit under a tree
I will be tension free
The bark of the wood
Wishing me good

As I sit under a tree
I look my eyes up on to the tree
The green leaves gives me leisure glorifies me
The sounds of little birds brings me beautiful, pleasant mind
The moving of birds on the tree mesmerizes me
Makes me free

As I sit under a tree
I will be technically free
I look on to the soil, it feels like providing me strength
The green grass giving me
Glory which makes me less worry

As I sit under a tree
Always my heart and soul will be free
My mind will be refreshing
My body will be reviving

As I sit under a tree…