Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.


She's gone, they say..

She’s gone, they say..

A Poem by Moniba

Dull leaves, wilted flowers..
Dry grass, bent trees..
Dirty baskets, unkempt shrubs..
Caked shovels, arid soil..
She’s gone, she died.
There’s no one to care..
The flowers miss her,
The winds call to her..
The skies are sad,
The ocean weeps..
She’s gone they say,
She’s lost to the world.
This is not by me, its by Moniba, shared because its lovely!🙂

6 responses

  1. maryamchahine

    Sadly beautiful.

    January 6, 2013 at 11:27 pm

    • Glad you liked it and loved the way you depict it; ‘sadly beautiful’! So true for this poem🙂

      January 6, 2013 at 11:33 pm

  2. Thank you.. This means a lot..

    January 7, 2013 at 9:38 pm

  3. Poignantly beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

    January 12, 2013 at 9:37 pm

    • Thankyou Anwesha for your kind comment🙂
      Do keep visiting my blog =)

      January 13, 2013 at 7:49 pm

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