Nepal, June 20 -- O little big tree,
trapped in the reality
betwixt the eight corners of humanity!
Now undead,
Will you share your tales of dread
with me?
O little big tree!
Will you keep mum
As the spring sprints on
to you?
Related story
MPs can ask PM two questions in one minute
Will you not mumble a word,
O little big tree,
Perhaps, you wish to grow
Tall and broad,
A piece of monstrosity.
The reply
I speak,
But with you not,
You belong to an awful lot.
Too cold winters
Too hot summers,
The springs are lesser youthful,
O little human,
be truthful
Is this not all your doing?
And yet,
And yet you ask me questions.
Published by HT Digital Content Services with permission from Republica....
Click here to read full article from source
To read the full article or to get the complete feed from this publication, please
Contact Us.