Fallen leaves have gathered
to narrate their lives under an old unwise tree
How the butterflies had hovered around
How the green had changed shades
How the rains had left impressions
How the flowers had stolen attention
The egoistic tree hears, smirks and shakes to shed a few more
For he bores the flowers
He calls the rains
He exhibits stability
For he has birds for friends
The leaves continue -
talk of swinging on the branches
brushing against the solemn winds
bringing life to the tree they cling to
and sleeping little when the sun would make visits
The tree watches the show and falls asleep
The leaves slowly retire
-Shringi
December 29, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
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- Shringi Kumari
- Close your eyes and let the aura sing. I am nobody but an anomic shadow of yours.
Had loved this then. Didn't find a space to comment. Read it again, like it the same :)
ReplyDeleteAwesome 2 personalities.....loved it.
ReplyDeleteThe tree wakes up, the leaves are gone, he curses, sleeps a long time, wakes up after, has no smirk, is all smiles :O
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