By Emily Dickinson The Trees like Tassels hit – and – swung –There seemed to rise a TuneFrom Miniature CreaturesAccompanying […]
‘When I see birches bend to left and right / Across the lines of straighter darker trees, / I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.’
By Meera Uberoi The mulberry treesHave shed their leaves,The poplar trees are bare,The peach tree rearsIt’s splender spears,Into the cold […]
By Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth […]
By Neha Afzaal I was falling down,Just like the autumn leaves.Then you gave me hand and picked me up,And I […]
By Iqra Nasir Standing in the balconyStaring at the starsThinking about the destinyIs it bright as they are Looking at […]