Bark's TaleA Poem by Rishabh Shawjust like some memory you haunt me just like the old dream which i foresee, you are some fairy knocking me when i'm asleep. just like i loved you you,you're my holy
melancholy, i was growing like a
creeper in a mid desert dream, like a sleeky stem crawling up through the airy upstream. unlike the knots on the branches, i was a smooth stem indeed. & just then a bud popped, and i was love stained like one hit by a cupid shot, a pink hue did blossomed on that ugly rolling bark. but still the beauty was beyond a behold, like some happiness
on a torn up soul the tree wondered why it took her so long to flower and her to grow... winter came and passed his sigh frozen and almost lost in snow cast dies didn't appeared for months in line now spring was dancing and too was the munching bark and all that slippery snow that made the stem smooth was gone...to make it
rough again now,she blossomed in morning dew, a lovely cuddling new and shone in noon, like aster upon hay loops she smiled uptil it was full moon, and then... one day came an eclipsed night sneaking and winded her to fly of the tree, off through his airy
dream... no more rough bark,the creeper was smooth and clean again. flying in the wind she wandered around my pale
leaves,searching.. where's the creeper in deep a wind blew and the vision was clear. but she closed her eyes, as if some dust had
hurt her in there, the instant the bark mewed i'm in here. smiling and rocking, the branch was half sad half jolly swinging in loud cacophony he said at last, " if you wish you can find me honey.. for i'm nobody but just a line in The Dumb Dream". © 2013 Rishabh ShawReviews
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StatsAuthorRishabh Shawpondicherry, karaikal, IndiaAboutwell i'm calm decent guy,who likes to live in every huE of life.... in short "SeVen Days seven Casts of a guy'.. :) more..Writing
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