The Dry Leaf

Vipin Chauhan

Abstract Tragedy Children

Vipin Chauhan

Abstract Tragedy Children

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English Poem : #8706 English Poem Abstract : #4843

tragedy abstract romance tree leaves new dry

While falling on the ground

The dried up leaf

Looked up and asked

The mighty long tree

Why do you hate me?

The proud tree

Looked down and laughed

I no longer need you

I am full of leaves, new!

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