THE WITHERING TREE

Two tears which sorrow long did weigh Within the scale of either eye Were held in poise Are true values of all my joys The sparkling glance that shoots desire, Drenched in these waves, shall not lose its fire The captivating laughter turned into tear But i will make all the things clear It was never your sincerity that i doubted Just a weak moment that i exploded. It was my weakness when i shouted on you It will hurt you so much, I had no clue. I know i had not been good to you in the past But I promise that rude behaviour was my last. The tree looks good when its leaves are green Not when it has lost its sheen In a very high position, i want you to be, No matter what, I will not let you become withering tree

The wheel encountered the road Thinking it will now have its own abode. Starting its journey with high hope leaving behind the scars Promising to self to be true forever and not be false The road too tried to make an adjustment And not be the cause of its loved one’s disappointment The road somewhat confused if the wheel is right to traverse the path But kept quiet to avoid people’s wrath The wheel was there happily rolling Came a hurdle and went tumbling Confused from where came the obstacle Determined no matter what the situation, it will tackle The hurdle was not natural but was road’s ploy To test whether the wheel was genuine or a coy The road made stumbling blocks to have its own test Since it wanted the traveler to be the best There is nothing wrong with the road’s thinking Told wheel to itself and continued without blinking But the road continued to test the wheel...

The day my nightingale left me, I was left to be the withering tree. Years after, a farmer took some plight Tried to do what he felt was right Built around me a fence Watered me every day and gave me fertilizer Sadness now became a past tense I could see the future that was really brighter And I thought I now had everything. Life will come with such mighty blow I did not have inkling, I would become so hollow. I withstood lots of ups and down in my life But the termites were in rife Made me hollow from inside The only option i was left with now Was to die slowly like this or to commit suicide. Once withering tree from outside, I was now Hollow tree from inside..

And I thought we are walking together   With you with me I could withstand any pressure  I was happy and my mind felt like a feather  But for you it was time just for leisure   Least was known of destination  For me even a second spend with you was like an occasion   You were like most wonderful creation   Ah! It was such a temptation.   I was on cloud Nine; my feet were not on ground  The joy in my heart was abound   In shackles of happiness, i was bound  But When I turned to take a look around   We haven’t moved an inch   I could feel that life is again giving me a pinch  As if some force struck me, i flinch   Devoid of any feeling, I became a Grinch   What i thought would be a wonderful spree   Actually turned me to be a withering tree..