I Am Nothing But A Tree

This poem was inspired by some trees i found so interesting whilst walking. The trees looked beautiful yet so very solemn and their branches were long and entangled with other branches.

Slowly burn my tangled branches

My leaves have abandoned me

Skies that once glowed with youth

Are a despondent clouded dead sea

Wash my twisted mind of rusted gold

Let the wind and rain envelope me

The smile of a crescent moon

Detached from the space of nobody

Sing the songs of my laughing crest

That bleed a soulful part of me

Find my fragmented remnant of glass

Shadows are following the unseemly

But i am nothing but a tree...

Author's Note

I hope you liked this piece! If there's anything i can improve on, please say!

Reviews

[Scarlet M.]

This is beautiful. You have clearly given life to the tree with the way you arranged your flowery words. Great read. Thanks for sharing!