A Lonely Tree

A grown up tree
Filled with wrinkles, 
Dried braches,
Wilted flowers,
Left alone 
As an useless dirt.

The days of delight 
When it had a lovely sight,
Filled with fragrant flowers,
Flying birds,
Running squirrels,
As it is a dwelling place... 

When it grew old
Left out lonely,
With no care,
With no love, 
Rain can drench 
Its bare skin,
Living alone with empty strength.

Silence filled the entire world,
Aged tree longing for love
In its verge of death
Left out lonely,
No one to hear it's sadness.

Wrinkles covers the entire skin, 
New hunch grew on it's back, 
Trembling feet
Makes it weary 
Years of loneliness,
Left out a sore salty liquid...

No chirping sounds, 
It was abandoned by its child,
Days of delight was filled with sounds, 
Days of sorrows filled with silence,
Yet there is no one to take care. 

Poor tree waiting for its child,
Who cherished love and delight..
Trembling roots with no fruits,
Waiting for its grown up child 
Dreaming the days of merry 
In an abandoned OLD AGE HOME. 


( cruel reality) 
1/7/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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