Come here and sit with me

July 24th, 2015 by

Come here, my friend and sit with me
Below this beautiful, abundant green tree
We’ll talk about the little birds sleeping in it
Of freedom, winds, skies… Lovely, isn’t it?

I’ll tell you my story, I’ll tell you a few
I’ll tell you my dreams with hopes anew
I’ll tell you my struggles and my silly fights
Then you tell me yours and show me what is right.

And when the night falls, you walk me home,
To contemplate on the future that you have shown
I’ll forget what you told me, I’ll forget this night
For I know in the morning, you’ll again show me the light.

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7 Responses to “Come here and sit with me”

  1. on 24 Jul 2015 at 12:54 am1 Siddharth AsnaniNo Gravatar

    Such beautiful Hope,
    You just made it float

    Don’t forget to look at the moon,
    That’ll slice between the branches soon
    Of the Green Tree
    The good good Green Tree

    🙂

  2. on 24 Jul 2015 at 1:00 am2 ShibaniNo Gravatar

    Sweet 🙂

  3. on 24 Jul 2015 at 8:37 am3 maniNo Gravatar

    lovely poem Shibani…

    Yes my friend we will share our stories…
    Some sad, and maybe a happy one
    Under the green tree, with no worries
    We will seek the light, of the bright sun

  4. on 24 Jul 2015 at 8:56 am4 Rohan DasguptaNo Gravatar

    Its rhymes.

  5. on 24 Jul 2015 at 10:13 am5 soniaNo Gravatar

    Shibu….this is so so pretty…aren’t you awesome!!!!

    Call it deja vu…yesterday night after talking to you I was reading these lines by Katherine Mansfield

    Now it is Loneliness who comes at night 
    Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. 
    Like a tired child I lie and wait her tread, 
    I watch her softly blowing out the light. 
    Motionless sitting, neither left or right 
    She turns, and weary, weary droops her head. 

  6. on 24 Jul 2015 at 10:44 am6 ShibaniNo Gravatar

    You guys are sweet. Thank you 🙂

  7. on 24 Jul 2015 at 9:54 pm7 Sanjoy BanerjeeNo Gravatar

    so you sit under this abundant green tree,
    and wonder at the thought of how your thoughts wander.
    You are aware of you and your existence and that of your friend and also the tree and the cotton candy puffs reflecting cosmic light and the sleeping birds and maybe their dreams too..
    You are free and you can touch your freedom,
    you are alive to your feelings about yourself,
    you are your supreme being at the time of the thought,
    the thought about your dreams, hopes, struggles and fights.
    A abundant green tree, Nay! It’s one green tree of abundance. 🙂

    (Sonia!!!! Please don’t laugh)

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