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 .
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
An engagingly vibrant piece that consolidates the author’s inimitable poetic metier.
Such a sheer delight this poem is! I felt lighter and cheerful at the end!