"No more.
I can't live in your shade."
"What? What do you mean?"
"I can't see myself anymore under your branches.
There isn't any light."
"You mean after all the fruit I've provided for you?
The leaves I've shed for you
You're just going to untangle your roots?"
"I need to replant, find new grounds.
I can't be your faithful sapling anymore."
"When the Wind knocked you over, I extended my branches to catch you,
You fell into my canopy, where I nurtured you. This soil is rich and wholesome--"
"But you save all the nutrients for yourself,
Don't make this about you,
I just want to see the Sun."
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2 comments:
i like this, it has a unique style that explains better than a normal poem would.
Very nice you put a very intersting twist on this
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