On The Tree Top

On the tree top
much coveted place
green and thin
tall and lean
rich and gullible
on the tree top….
touching the sky
blue and high
strong winds blow
cold and dry
on the tree top….
vigorous shaking
painful breaking
emotions riot
reputation dangling
on the tree top…..
neither birds nest
nor fruits on me
flowers scanty
twigs empty
on the tree top…..
what did I crave for
what did I desire
what did I deserve
definitely not fire
on the tree top…..
© Dr. Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .

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About Swati A Gadgil

Anaesthesiologist , practising since last 25 yrs in Mumbai and medico legal advisor MBBS DA LLM Postgraduate in Human Rights Postgraduate in Hospital management Founder President of NGO, Dombivli Women's Welfare Society and it's youth wing NayaSavera Published three books of poetry Columnist and writes on various topics like Stress Management Appointed by Times of India as Consultant for their NIE Newspaper In Education Program Recognised by Medical associations and Rotary Speaker and panelists on Tele media, print media and National and International conferences Taekwondo Red Belt

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