Jannavi Rout Poems

Long ago the ancestors of mine
The tree trunk was hard &the leaves did shine
Those birds' songs were alive
And those who heard, danced the jive
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And I have reached past the brim now...
Overflowing.
Even after the introvertness of myself, I have escaped the prison.
Wanting to be seen,
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The hope for harmony,
The wait for destiny,
And the everlasting daydream comes to an end.
Trust shattered, hearts broken, selfishness could never be more.
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Enters after autumn
With trees and flowers fully blossomed
With mustard plants fluttering in the air
We see the tulips and sunflower with a great stare
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