The forest

When alone

With eyes closed

In pensive mood

Thinking enhances

I find myself there

A damsel moves

Here and there

With grace

Playing upon a harp

Singing a melodious song

Accompanied with orchestra

Many of them are

Falling stream’s sound

Chirping of birds around

And other unidentified

Spread allover

One thing I marked

Songs also differ

From time to time

In twenty four hours

Like Classical songs sung

Accompanied With

Another orchestra

Is not it a unique experience?

When someone harms and breaks -

The string of her harp

Her heart also breaks

She looks upset

Now charm is nowhere

The beauty vanishes for ever

She is no other than the forest

Ever-green .

Asha