Monday, 22 April 2013

Tears of a tree



Bright was her eyes when she was born
All she could see was the rays of the sun
Just like a child is nourished for tomorrow
She dreams to be the happy without any sorrow
But would she ever feel the beauty?
Would she ever sense the tranquility?
She wants her home she needs an existence
But can she ever mark her presence?
For tomorrow may come and tomorrow may go
But sustaining till tomorrow is hard to show
Without a wait without a thought
However she pleads she’ll go unheard
She’ll be the one who never existed
By the curse of the needy and the one who never resisted
Who never thought of tomorrow
Who never had a heart but a mind so hollow
Who thought only of themselves and not the future
Took away her life just for their pleasure
But the pleadings kept on going...
‘Let me go, let me breathe ‘
‘Give me a chance to help you sheath’
‘Give me life to see a new tomorrow’
‘Give me a chance to see no sorrow’