Why Are You Blue?

satishverma

The wayfarer, searching 
for the leaf-pains― 
fallen from the lone tree. 

Some holy script will 
tell the angst of the sap, 
which would not reach the roots. 

A responsible weep, 
will divulge your name to― 
forest bees, waiting for the moon. 

I watch the setting sun 
with trepidation. 
Night will bring again, the blasts.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 5th, 2018 00:08
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 42
  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻, Lorna
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  • Laura🌻

    Sadly...the truth!

  • Lorna

    I found this to hold a deep sadness.........



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