This poem A Heritage of Trees is not a ryhming poem. There is no ryhme scheme. The lines are short and there is no metre. No line has a set number of beats. Compare this poem with some of the ryhming poems in this site. Note that in poetry some words can be left out : e.g. Attack a tree today (on) the road from Mysore to Ooty.
source: english-for-students.com
p.s. hope this helps
It was the World that no one could get through it was the one door that was just unimaginable. after conquering the challenge of life one will try to go through the door, these two decisions Will determine what happens afterwards death how tragic it is is completely outweighed by the door. all the people who are dead only know that they need to get behind the door. There are no questions there is no doubt. But what there are, are boundaries what one can decide on their own. One can only be drawn to the mystery of the forest, similarly a person will not be interested in you if you show everything that you do and have and are. What one needs to do is conquer the challenges the right way some may argue that there is no such thing as right as every action has a reaction but that doesn’t work here there are benefits if you pick the wrong side but if you pick the right it completely out toys it no matter the benefits some people just can’t help themselves.
If one does everything wrong to get to the door it will not open it all depends on how you think if you do everything right the door open up on it’s own, it’s always unlocked. Emily had a hard time in life she often drowned herself in jealousy it was simply her motivation she focuses on what other people do each scenario that happens is specific to the person Emily was faced with challenges where people would overlook her and people who weren’t All that looked like angels. Hi challenge was to get through this get through the forest when that’s all she saw the forest in fact there was a live everything which was small it was heightened simply a piece of grass glistened in the light rich looking. They were simple things, Mud,rocks, a ladybug, which all outshined her. She could not focus on them she had to move. What you should know about this woman is actually worked very hard in her life that she was never awarded quite well she worked for other people but she was used for the benefit he was a constant struggle in her life as she couldn’t help but associate people with them one could say she was drawn to them she saw the door she sees the door once she realises that all of the things that outshine her are outweighed by the door nothing else matters she sees her goal And leaps for it. Once she stood in front of the door she fell onto her knees and it swung open, heaven.
