Colors of pain - green

by Jasir Alavi   Jul 19, 2006


Wat the old tree told the young man:

these fields wer alive once
with leaves of every shade
lush in the mornin warmth
a haven to behold, live in.

yet ur fathers wudnt stop
n now u, u too..
countless days in my arms
yet all forgotten now.

wont u leave me to live?
to hold ur great grand son?
but if u think u must
then, atleast, keep the roots..

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  • 18 years ago

    by Momentary Relapse

    Something interesting. A little confusing in the middle because of word choice. A really thought provoking piece. There's some talent there. Of course the words could have given it more substance and such but yeah it was thought provoking.
    ~Faith-less

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