Friday, July 14, 2017

POEM

MYSTERIOUS FOREST




THERE IS A FOREST 
WHERE NOTHING IS IN REST

WHEN WE TOUCH LEAF
ANIMALS BECOME DEAF

IN SPITE OF DOG, LIONS BARK
IN DAY IT IS ALWAYS DARK

THE WATERS ARE OF COLOR RED
BY RABBIT, TIGERS ARE AFRAID

NO SOUND COMES OUT THOUGH THEY HAVE MOUTH

NO ONE KNOWS WHAT IS THE MYSTERY ABOUT?

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