Leaning over Trees

May 10, 2014
By TanviKusum DIAMOND, Gurgaon, Other
TanviKusum DIAMOND, Gurgaon, Other
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Favorite Quote:
All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.
Orison Swett Marden

"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." - Anais Nin

we speak in hushed voices so as to not wake our memories


Sitting with a plate of freshly prepared ravioli
For which I had toiled almost an hour
I dent my blue couch with the weight of my being
It's comfortable
This glass cage I paid for
With money I had earned by selling my soul
My eyes wander over my
Empty living room,
Filled with things and yet in a vacuum
I wonder for the missing element
Air, water, fire, is it enough?

The big glass window looks over to
The sole two trees in my neighbourhood
I stare hard as they look at me
They seemed learned
Grooves on their trunk may be scars of time
Both hold their ground,still and upright
But I've seen them lean over each other at the time of storm,
Making an arch to protect me


The author's comments:
This is on dead parents...

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