The Doddered Mango Tree. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Doddered Mango Tree.
The great grandma in her ninety's
she was doddering while in walk
Every evening she went near a tree
A doddered Mango tree in the compound
Telling herself something
No one notices her she ensured.
With shivering voice she told
You are waiting for my farewell I know
I am waiting for the journey with you
I remember your proud and younger age
When you gave me sweetest mangoes.
In hushing voice she whispered
In your shade we made our world
A world of mutual respect and love
Where we decided to live together
Hoping for your blessings for a long life.
Years passed and everything changed
The body, mind, and family altogether
I am in day dreams of past swank life
A solitary life opted myself here
Expecting for the day with you my dear.
The happiness and sorrow there together.
The flames through you will swallow me
For ever from this world for a better one.
indeed the cycle of life evolves around trees and humans can spiritually relate to them. a finest tribute to grandma and the mango tree.
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5/6/2024 4:48:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Years passed and everything changed really. But adoring of mango tree still rises in mind as a mark of shining. Wonderful and excellent poem shared on.