Poetry Talk
New post from Akanksha
Awake,Alone, Afraid
Mist and the frost
Rustling leaves
Birds are awake,
And chirping
A tree alone
In a huge forest
Afraid of making friends
Afraid of the evil
The world contains
The earth that shakes
I small tree
In a huge forest
A pitiful scenery
Describes the pain
– Akanksha Modi
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