Not To Go Poem by Meena Iyer

The branches of the trees,
Wrap themselves around you,
Begging, not to go

The song birds,
sing in tandem,
Imploring, not to go

The passing wind,
Whisper into your ears,
pleading, not to go

The clouds in vain,
Rains,
Urging, not to go

Ah the sky,
bends over
Willing you to stop to not go!

The wafting fragrance,
The drooping flowers,
The setting sun
And the rising moon

They all express
What my silent heart couldnt
Why don't you heed to the plea in my eyes?
The unexpressed need in my sighs..

Screaming.. not to go...