The Apple Tree(Unfinished Love)A Poem by MRIDUL MITTALThe story of an incomplete love under the apple treeA garden green across the street walking down the zebra line with my bare feet The intangible air blowing free running through the wind was me, white birds,blue sky and a ceasar's fountain from left to right,one could see the mountain. The stubborn i i used to sit under an apple tree a preety white angel sitting right in front of me One look! That One glittering look she took myself away from me, my lips couldn't stop smiling the ferry white was the only thing i could see. All my red heart started pounding Oh! the angel and the green surrounding yes,my red heart knew it was in love the white angel everything above. My curious heart wanted her in sight for hours my first love,she finished playing with flowers. still with blues,i just stood there watching her take off the split second,realised i was alone and she was already par. She was not in sight, i looked across how can you do this to me? i asked the christ's cross. In my own city,i believe i was lost still asking the same the same to the christ's cross. to see my white ferry again hope is all i got i still sit under the apple tree, to give my love a shot. With my hopes to see her again come play with flowers i still sit under the apple tree to complete the one sided love story of ours. © 2013 MRIDUL MITTALAuthor's Note
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AuthorMRIDUL MITTALIndiaAboutI am not a writer by nature but one who feels strongly about originality. Although not always traditional, but a few of my work never fails to fully express my feelings on whatever topic I choose. .. more..Writing
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