Page 77 - Litterateur March 2021

Forbidden Tree

After departing from you

O’ Mother Eve

We, the children of you,

Have been blowing far and far away

Continuously by the patting of

The sea waves of human beings

We have lost in crowds

Among us, there was the fable of sweet words

That of the relation of familiar pain

That relation of brimful of emotions of mother’s

love

Tied with that rope of relation

We are facing jerks in the air

Like the kites

Just as, it gets slipped away from the hands of a

lad

The string of balloons

And get scattered in the unfathomable

Heights of the skies

Like those of balloons