The First time

First time,
I was in the path of my life;
I crossed a tree of love;
It appeared to me,
His roots were buried deep in the soil of my feelings,
His trunk was strong enough to be by my side each time I needed him,
His stems were the bearers of humanity,respect,care and support,
his leaves shadowed me from every tension,
I sat below it,
choose it to be my tree,
Talked to it;
spun dreams from the silk threads of expectations,
and feel asleep.
sacrificing my hunger,my anger,my ego,
I slept there for ages and ages.
I woke under the scorching sun.
ah!!
My tree of love betrayed me,
I broke down,
And, fell numb into the well of dark side of emotions
and ,fell numb into the dark side of emotions...