Sitting under the shade of a tree,
A tree that has seen endless stories..
Stories of love, hate and friendship,
It stood there still for 23 years.
"What happened, my child?"
The tree asked in a caring voice.
"Life has been pretty tough in a while.
Will I get an opportunity to rejoice?"
"Should I say Hi?
Or a Hello, perhaps?
Maybe a handshake will suffice?
These questions cross my mind, almost every single day."
Everyone else has started to fit in so well.
While here I am,
Even struggling to dwell,
Even struggling to dwell..
A moment or two later,
A canna leaf fell on my hand.
"It's okay to be alone sometimes, my friend.
If you ever feel lonely again,
I'll be right here to have your back.
I'll give you some shade, even if nobody else does.
I'll be right here to listen to your woes.
I'll give you company, my friend."
- Sudhit Yadav
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Tears Of Melancholy & Ecstasy
PoetryA bunch of poems that I wrote during one of the toughest phases of my life and the comeback after it. Make sure to give me feedback, rate the poems and follow me for more poetry and stories.
