Dev Abraham Valliyil
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Lamentations Of A Tree
The world is bright, green, and dark,
For Ye, can see me in this lustrous darkness.
Real form was for me with green life,
Fresh with fruits for no fruits
The time came the Light in style
Not for me, but for the Bards
Hugged me in style, hailed my thoughts
For the span vanished, all from me;
Responsibility, the term rests up to you,
Mine in a deformed status.
You had the power, the white power
Not of snow, but of salt
Tortured my mind, suffered a lot
Lost all happiness existed for that time
Wept my leaves in high beam
Stunned the nuts, coz’ ...