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: The Barren Tree :
It grew in the wilds, a sentinel growing tall,
A mighty yogi in presence, embracing it all!
Branches reaching out, to the skies in a plea,
Seeking for the strength - to live it's destiny!
Its ancient bark, a wrinkled, weathered hide,
Tells a tale of the time's, swiftly flowing tide.
Inexorably which has grabbed, life in a churn,
On and onwards to - the lands of no return!
...Friday 13th September 2024 10:08 am
Bellow
I could fill a barren sea
full of tears I've shed
for a moment with you.
I learned to focus only
on the good it led to.
What purpose does it serve
to open old wounds
except to serve the
greater good.
So, I bellow not
unless it can be
a beacon
for mermaids
coming ashore.
Sunday 27th January 2019 6:09 pm
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