I'am A Shadow Under The Tree...

I was, I'am and I would never be free
I'am just a shadow under the tree..

I don't have arms and i don't have legs
but the sun makes me move so I don't need to beg..

still I'am a handicap for no reason
coz the mighty god made some seasons..

Oh look! here's a cute couple under my arms,
sitting, kissing and looking at the sky
but why can't they see I'am feeling so shy..

hours, days and months they came
now i understood there is nothing to shame!
It's now daily routine i wait for them, but one sad day i found none of them..

I asked my parent tree..father! where have they gone?
he replied..its okk...it happens..dere is nothing to mourn..
ages gone..

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poem by Ankiit Tohan
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