asoke ray - Motionless

A nice easy way to say bye to a tree
And move ahead with newer dreams
With an unmatched spree
Dreams can fly you to the mirage of a distant island; emerald green,
The tree will not be able to save your dream,
Only sulking through its leaves and crying mean
Till the day of holocaust
Till the destitute souls will gather dust
To mourn the loss of a great saviour…..

asoke ray

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