Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets
Poems on the hard-hitting facets of life, depicting with ease the agony and pain a man goes through in life. Sometimes it is the feeling of anguish and euphoria of love. The perplexities faced, the agony, and anguish of a man.
Arun M Sivakrishna, a person of multiple interest, a management professional, when not selling trucks, keeps himself thoroughly engaged in varied interest from cricket to motor sports, photography and travel. A writer with a natural flair often comes out with hard hitting verses with a lot of depth on severance, pain and agony; based on realities of life. Lives in Mangalore.
Trees are planted by the wise, Idiots examine a tree to be just a source of beauty, But an intelligent knows it’s price, Trees are not human who shout at their good, But are like gods who have importance in
Away up in sky Shining so high She sat all alone On her royal throne Among the stars Like lighted cigars In uncanny solitude Mocking an attitude Glowing down on earth With a smile a gallon worth Guiding those who
Everyday I stand Bold on my Roots Giving you all the reasons to Live Feeding your Wards with all of my Fruits Even after all the Tortures you Give You need me today to build your Nest Everyday it’s not
The Seed of love planted by the river of amity hoping for an perpetuity life, Creating roots for the foundation of our love. The root of our love grows with a boundless destination in quest for vigor not to let
The years in front are Now shorter than the Ones behind. I lay awake At night, wondering how It will end. It will be sudden, Or not sudden, obviously. A long decline into madness? That’ll do me. Loss of hair,