Aditya Tapshalkar

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Neath The Willow - Poem by Aditya Tapshalkar

My love lies
‘neath the willow.
The tree weeps and mourns
Over her cold corpse.

Weeping Willow,
Woe is me…
Leaves like tears,
I am a weeping willow.

I sit there,
Day and night.
All I do is weep
Over her dead body.

I am not alone, however,
The tree weeps with me.
I sit ‘neath the willow.
The weeping willow.


Comments about Neath The Willow by Aditya Tapshalkar

  • Veteran Poet - 1,980 Points Kee Thampi (1/23/2012 10:43:00 PM)

    sweetness of a poignant perch
    My love lies
    neath the willow.
    The tree weeps and mourns
    Over her cold corpse.

    Weeping Willow,
    Woe is me
    Leaves like tears,
    I am a weeping willow. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 108 Points Vipins Puthooran (12/9/2011 11:16:00 AM)

    Very poignant poem, , ,
    Excellent penning! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011


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