amidst
this intense forest
where no human
treads upon
so much of incense
who inhales
the perspiration
of these
sandalwood trees
even if human does not
it' stands tall
when human knows
he bereft to benefit
poor tree
it has no arms to resist
even after death
it's life lingers
in it's smell
Some are born for the pleasure of others. Sandalwood is one such earthly creation born to die and give pleasure to others even after its death.
'it's life lingers in it's smell...even this poem....nice choice of theme....thank you
your theme is nice...sandal tree is a perpetual goodness-giver...well expressed
So nicely you've expressed your feelings.Yeah even after death, it's life lingers in it's smell.that's true.You've displayed how valuable precious sandlewood tree for us.Great work...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some creations are like that: born to live even after death; born to give pleasures at one’s own cost! Best wishes.