Seek not friendship
of a tree in a forest
there are so many
the next time you pass
the same lane
you wouldn't know
which tree came
and
smiled back at you
did you me woo
for friendship
I wish you knew
there are a million trees like me
which kind are you
will you tell me true
all trees lovers come and go
place hands on bare skin
to their love show
then they simply go
are you not one
like the same one
I said so
now you may also go
the forest is about to ablaze
friend you are now
in a poet's maze!
you are free to comment with full freedom whether you like my poetry or NOT DOESN'T MATTER MUCH as such but be truthful as much
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one at least. Lost in the maze of the second last verse; but there's worse.
kindness