A Cherry Tree Poem by Akhtar Jawad
A Cherry Tree
Can I forget that day?
You can and you may!
But not me, yes, not me!
I am now a flowers' tree!
I still remember that
You plucked for the hat
And one for your coat
That cut my throat
Beneath me the bench,
Now appears a trench,
With my blood stains
That survived in rains
Dust turned it black
Hoping you'll come back
I'm now full of flowers,
I dream your showers!
wowwwwwwwwwwww beautifullllllllll expression of love and wait. This poem compliments this beautiful picture...Every moments is engraved in the heart hoping for things to sum up again. Babajaan you made my day.10+++++
Flowers! ! With the showers of love. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Dust turned it black Hoping you'll come back beautifully penned beautiful 10+++
A wonderful and beautiful poem......thank you for sharing :)
And they will reappear like love in our heart....Wonderful poem followed by nice picture, Janab..10+++
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I can't wait for the crabapple trees to bloom here. Absolutely lovely but short lived, showering their petals in a stiff late spring breeze.