Tree Poem by Sheena Datta

Tree



the hues, interwoven,
spread across their perimeter,
frolicking with possibilities,
with a somber depth in their womb,
pulsating with the fusions,
throbbing with desires,
envelope and splash,
with the unperturbed silence within,
the sum and total of a momentary,
yet eloquent and quaint existence.

Friday, September 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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