The Tree

Tormented, twisted tree, we're not so different you and me,

Your slanted trunk once stood so high, now bends in agony

Your chestnuts ripe and plentiful now strangely turn out rare

Your thick and flowing branches through the season proven bare

And so it is you spend your days in foil of the land

The post that holds your aching body, planted by a man

Upon my daily passing strikes my mind with must detest

To think that once removing it would grant you needed rest

But thus upon detaching such your frame bends to the floor

A legions worth of faculties come spilling from your core

Reviews

[Destinyxi]

Love the description. Keep it up!