The Impassive Tree, Far Afield The Bridge.
To the same degree a child with a bunch of books inside a obese school bag, packed with the love and affection of mother in a lunch box, in a crowded bus, where the driver shares his seat to a co-traveler, those chirps from young college ladies, the hymns and laughs of the lovebirds, the smiling faces , the pleasant mornings…. I enjoyed … kid to teen...The joyous minds of the residents, Thiruvananthapuram… my first love… Someday, I acquainted with this Tree on my routine travel, seized my attention with the beautiful unfurl branches and leaves. The flowers, shared throughout it, as the soothing panorama of the stars and the sky. The water in beside river, she parts it into two streams. Oh! Beauty… Sedates me… Closed my eyes… Peace… Peace… Peace… Each Day my glare made her happy I feel. Her thoughts comes to my mind, I believe she blooms only for me. No wonder you are on my verses n mind. I see you holding close the earth to you, I see you hugging the ai...