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Leaf story,
born and brought up,
upon a tree.
On beautiful branches,
played with wind.
sometime tender,
sometime adventurous,
sometime silent with the wind.
To entertain you ,
fruit and flower too arrived
Birds made their nest
Hatched life, in front of you.
Now every leaves are pleading
to their mom,
Now, they want to travel all alone.
Mom convinced them-who
was actually a tree
Let the right time come
And don’t worry,
I am prepared ,
to set you all free,
I don’t have any problem,
Because I am a Tree…
~Mithlash Jha~
One of the most profound and well executed poems I have read in recent times. Simple, full of layers and touching!
ReplyDeleteThank you Saru for your wonderful comment:)
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ReplyDeleteHey such a nice poem . I missed reading it before. It's too good
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