Poisonous Tree Poem by Neelamani Sutar

Maybe a leaf,
but still a perennial tree.
All the stalks,
the memorial dictation,
the water,
and the rooted eye -closed crow,
the simple secret wig.

Periphery relationship moved to centre
tragic chord in a cellular jail of unwanted country at the average of evil,
and the arc of the wig were impossible;
scratch their heads over feet.

The grief of the memory loss people
in the new poisonous tree
in the monochromatic blue,
no one loses the kingdom
in the movements of the heart.
The pronouns of the relationship is a venomous human being.
In the gloomy darkness of the mortal world,
on the dressing table,
in the deep wig.