An apple tree with fruits so green
How happy it looks with yellow leaves
A boy who sits under it every day
Thinks only of yellow and green dreams
Birds tweak their beaks inside its fruits
Sun rises on it without a miss
Moonlight and breeze make the tree twist and twirl
And this is how a day goes by in the life of an apple tree-with fruits so green
You know why they call them leaves,
ReplyDeletefor they have to leave one day
and the tree knows it, always.
I have no words to reply..simply no words!!
Deleteyou got me speechless, for once.
Kya baat! Is this the lucky one which Adam could not resist? or the one Newton sat under ;)
ReplyDeleteNeither !! :P its the one with fruits so green! ;)
DeleteIts so simple yet beautiful...if i had a school, i wud definitely prescibe this poem as a syllabus :-)
ReplyDeletehow sweet! :)
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