The Only Companion Of Thee… I Am A Tree! ! ! Poem by Tapashya Das Sinha

In forest of breathing crowd
In garden of wealthy proud
I stretch I elevate,
In arms of boundaries I grow
Free and fro;
Post few days I'm stabbed merciless
And made to throw! ! !
Nevertheless;
The only companion of thy life
The only companion of thee… I am a tree! ! !

I blow my oxygen into thee
I shelter my arms to shade thee
I am the only home of flying souls,
Besides;
Thee… the earthly souls,
Has laid me on o'er burning coal…
Till my last breath
The only companion of thy life
The only companion of thee… I am a tree! ! !