Girl in the forest
is that you?
What's this stain that
keeps spreadin' through?
There are creepers in
your hair and
fishes in your
eyes, are you
looking for something too?
Wait, aren't you the one
who ate books?
All of the
books that there were?
Is it true?
Is that the stain
that keeps spreadin' through?
Those creepers in your
hair sleep all day.
The fishes in your
eyes look frail.
Girl in the forest!
What will you do?
Now that your words
have left you?
is that you?
What's this stain that
keeps spreadin' through?
There are creepers in
your hair and
fishes in your
eyes, are you
looking for something too?
Wait, aren't you the one
who ate books?
All of the
books that there were?
Is it true?
Is that the stain
that keeps spreadin' through?
Those creepers in your
hair sleep all day.
The fishes in your
eyes look frail.
Girl in the forest!
What will you do?
Now that your words
have left you?
2 comments:
We can actually make a song out of this
This is my favorite one, so far. The girl in the forest is me and yet not me. Can't help but love her.
Thank you for writing this.
Aniket
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