Life As Tree Poem by Sanjay Mehta

Life As Tree



Both
Nurtured in womb
Take time
To bloom.

Mother
Mother nature
Groom

As shape assumes
Towards independence
A leap
Blurred
With grooming memories
Adolescence
Then
An ripening age
Flowers bloom
Those buds
Which life gave
Shed their weight
Under old age
But memories remain

One with elements five
Clock never rewinds.

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