The Fond Friend Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I have a friend standing ever there
Near my kitchen and cleaning place
The shades are wonderful ever grateful
When I takes a bath there it feels happy
In winter it was usual to have fruits
The wonderful fibrous fruit of jack tree
When the branches came to the roof everywhere
I hastily decided to cut them with less pain
My friend rejected my proposal but I done it
With some reluctance but to protect my home
Now three years lapsed and three winters
The friend is not ready to oblige my request
Please my dear one, give us the sweet fruit
Which nourishing as to equal to the honey
When ripened my other friends were coming
They are also angry with me for the years
May be they think I am the cruel one to my friend
My position explained in detail to the friend
This year there is hope it will oblige me
Giving some fruit the minimum to please me
Hoping his gracious present of the season
The birds are approaching here and there
Without the aroma of fruit they are flying
Seeking another tree for a safe perching
The jack tree is blossomed to some extent
Otherwise I will definitely remove from here
For safety concern of the home premises
The tree is a loyal friend for the years
The shades were felt as a heavenly atmosphere
Though heaven is only a fascination in images
The exactness though I am unaware to explain
My dear friend the jack tree smiles
This crazy human being continues his concern
To me the tree standing alone near his home
Caring his premises to such an extent
Withstanding the heavy wind blows in times