Seema Aarella - ! ! ...DEAD TREE

I try to steal a chunk of sleep
From the eyes of a dozing infant
And reinforce my fading dreams

I try to lure the ethereal stillness
From the site of his cottage
To set an ambience around me

I carry the onus of desires
One by one, like the army of ants
And stack it safely before a storm

Soaring with my slender wings
I scan every garden for bright tokens
And tuck it along the twigs of my nest

I walk along the shores of time
Watching the ebb and tide of emotions
To learn the art of constant resurgence

Some nights I plead the stubborn sky
To dropp off a star at my every wish
In a state of juvenile madness

But it did not happen
The carnival of love never came
To the cheerless town of my heart

Still the spring of my desire waits
On the divested branch of time
Just lingering there, around that dead tree.

Seema Aarella

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