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A Tale Of A Barren Tree

Tale of a Barren Tree
Oh, Cruel Creator
How lonely I am!
Deserted by all
Cared by none
Left to be doomed in the vast desert.

Once I was young.
I had my colours.
My sturdy limbs extended far and wide.
I could dance in the rain
And I would smile in the storm.
In the scorched land
I comforted the wild in my lap.

Gone! Gone! Gone
Where are they gone?
The joys are gone
And the dreams are done.
The darkness has veiled over my world.

After all this,
I pause to reflect on my life.
I question to my inner God - Am I already dead?
An echo I can hear
Loud and clear,
"This is not the end
As the show must go on and on
Accept sorrows and embrace all pains
As your new friends."

Now my eyes are open
And the heart is clear
You see that I am barren
Yet that is not the truth.
As I am creating a paradise within me
Where I can dance my move
I can sing my tune
I can smile as I wish
In this world of mine, only mine.
Swarnim Karki 10 March 2021
This poem reflects optimism.
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