my flowers are plucked out

My flowers are plucked out
I want to scream and shout
My branches too cut out
I can’t stand my fear and doubt

Wasn’t I their angel tree
Leaving them in my shade so free
Their thoughts I always carry
But now…why they left me so weary

7 Responses

  1. anubhavi says:

    hi,
    u cannot write it on friends,
    may be u appear like some elderly person,
    ya, but later i thought that nature might be talking,
    but roxy, i did not understand how can one be free in the shade?
    To provide shade is to protect from calamities, like providing shelter, its difficult to be free in ones shelter,
    then what is the freedom over here all about?
    And what thoughts did you carry? I could not understand,
    The poem looks simple, but its not,
    is their any other underlying meaning?
    You know i can visualise banyan tree talking to oneself?
    I donno, but I can see……
    bye
    anubhavi

  2. Beena says:

    very touching..somewhere i feel related.

  3. rocksea says:

    it depends on how you take it sarah. maybe for me such a factor can have deep impact?

  4. sarah says:

    looks deeper than that…like you said, maybe friends…i wonder what…

  5. rocksea says:

    maybe none of the above 🙂

    i dont remember exactly. maybe friends do come in this poem or maybe it means how nature feels..

  6. Sarah says:

    Looks like you had a bad experience…friends? love? relatives?

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