Promise

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There comes a time,

when withered leaves and flowers

begin to rot after days of being unloved.

They rot over the weeks

and assimilate with the soil.

A tiny seed falls somehow.

Once in a morning,

a seedling peeps its out of the soil

and takes the kisses of Sun.

And promises to be a tree at all costs.

 

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AVISHEK GHOSH

Mon 27th Jan 2020 16:35

Thank you all

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Don Matthews

Mon 27th Jan 2020 07:10

I like it Avishek...also because it's short. Long poems I can't be bothered starting into. But that's just me......

Hannnah

Sun 26th Jan 2020 16:53

A very thought provoking poem which I very much enjoyed reading.

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