Wednesday, 15 October 2014

No space.


She was seeded with dreams infinite
To flourish and nourish
Right from the sapling age
She aimed at sky
Standing on the roots of faith immense
For an ambitious stretch out of branches
To spread the shades of comfort
For birds and giant vultures
Longed for praise filled tomorrows
Waiting to see the world
In various dimensions
 Knots on her branches
Where dreams blossoming  
Told her one day
She won’t grow further  
Destined to be a bonsai
The knots of society
Withered away her dreams and desires
Reduced her a mere show piece
Tear filled sapling
Asked the world
Why have you seeded me with dreams infinite?  


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