Tag: who

• I am

  

  I am a rusty car in your backyard, Which has lost its touch at novelty. But still it possess the mighty touch, Of the godforsaken time’s cruelty.   I am the barren old tree, With one leaf just hanging still. On the wild land of rocky slope, Which has never known of care and till.…

  Shubhanshu Shrivastava

  21 Jan 2018

  Poetry

  empty, hope, joy, life, people, puzzle, what, where, who