Abandoned

Disconnected from the thin thread

Of support and balance

I lie abandoned on a tree

Mist is all, I could see

In those tiny eyes

Who held me with tenderness

Me waiting for a gentle sway

To be lifted high once again

Only to mingle with dust soon

Within days I know

Will lose my freshness

And my charm

Over the days

I will be in shags , tattered

Alone all by myself

I wonder  then

Will I be fondled n caressed

The same??

~30/03/2012~