I'm a dependent green leaf in Autumn
Clinging to a branch, fearing the bottom
The weather seemed to dislike my persitence
It made an oath to bring me down and hence
The wind came blowing and showed no mercy
It had all the branches dancing on a sad symphony
On my right and left, I saw leaves falling
I looked up and saw a dark cloud coming
The leaves beneath me put on a yellowish dress
That arouse in me feelings I can't express
It was the color of grief and death
It was another outcome of nature's wrath
My greness was fed by my MOTHER TREE
Suprisingly, I liked being dependent and not free
I wouldn't trade my green color with theirs
Because as soon as you're down, no one cares
I suddenly felt drops on my skin; I looked up
And saw that the weather called for back up
Rain came down like sparkling swords
It wounded all including barons and lords
Under my feet,there was a stream as if a snake
It was running without taking a break
All the yellow leaves followed its lead
How would their lives be now that they are freed?
My Mother Tree
Posted 12 August 2011 - 03:30 PM
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Posted 13 August 2011 - 03:00 AM
While I was reading the poem I kept trying to have my own explanation to it , but it could have meant way too many things .. which is amazing.
I mean it could mean anything to anyone , everyone can relate to it.
n it's really well written, I enjoyed it.
Keep 'em coming bro, I would love to read more.
Posted 29 August 2011 - 09:43 AM
Thanks a billion for you comment dear eve .gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':)' /> it uplifted my spirits. I'd love to know how do you and others relate to you it; it must be quite interesting .gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':)' />