Forest floor

Crispy leaves, now forsaken
Littering every where
Under no care
Swept hither and thither
By rustling wind,
Orphans as ever.

Tiny blades, miserly green
Daring to spout
At the mercy of
Leafy umbrella letting
Spikes of sun-beams in
As alms to orphans.

Rich damp smell
Thriving and wafting
Bullying the undergrowths
Reigning in semi-darkness
Bountiful to rodents
Not caring a hoot the sun.

Thanks God!
No human feet trading
No human lure gobbling
No sophistication creeping,
Left with sovereign
Of spooks and fairies.
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YOU WERE MY FRIEND

On a leafy path I met you ,
Our glances had collided head-on ,
When upon day’s end ,
Forest air stood seduced with twilight’s crayon
Your toasty smile ‘n’ hello
Found their way my rustic exterior through ,
And invading my inner zone
They kept tickling till I forgot I knew not you .
“Never love a stranger”
Twice did my qualms smite to warn my brain ,
“Nothing earthly do I wanna
From her, seek ; jus’ I wanna be her Frien’ ”,
Buzzed back my voice within ,
For how long my heart could starve of amigo’s care ;
Duties, boons, e’en folks’ favour
Couldn’t buy me a chum’s tolerance : for me it’s rare.
At indeed a long last
You popped up and got me waylaid ,
Ripple across your two pools
Stirred me with idyllic a spell of an airy-fairy maid.
Caring-soaked words you rained
Moistened soft my draughts to the rank fulfilling ,
“what if her whim’s fragile too?”,
Scraps of worries , in my mind, started creeping .
Alas ! before too long the truth stood
Peeled : my rustic fibers broke your snazzy caprice,
Gob-smacked I stood with you
Melting in the thin air ; from vacuum arose my cries.

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