Vivek Tiwari

Rookie - 94 Points (23 July 1985 / Gaura (R.S.) Pratapgarh)

The Treasure Tree


'Grandpa as ye told
Once there was a time
When this tree was blessed with greenery
Lustrous of its prime. [1]

Sheltering nothing but joy and pleasure
Sweetest fruits hanging
Beautiest flowers ever blooming
Golden birds singing. [2]

Then how now trunk so weak and rugged
And roots withered and dried?
Why mere gnarled branches bending
Flowers and leaves deprived? [3]

Are the roots not so deep
Where to strength and nourishment find,
Or the soul missed thoroughly
The health this tree doth bind? ' [4]

'Yes my child, I stick to the point
Once it was a time
When this tree was blessed with glory
Lustrous of its prime. [5]

Sheltering nothing but joy and pleasure
And sweetest fruits hanging,
Beautiest flowers ever blooming
Golden birds singing. [6]

And it was so strength bound
That many and many storms it bore
And still stood quite unmoved
Among many quakes and disastrous roar. [7]

But all was for well cared and looked
By unconditional arborists' duty
With soil and water their sweat did pour
To enhance its lustrous beauty. [8]

But about some centuries ago
A western foxy wind did blow
(Unlike that richening western)
Of fake comforts and luxuries' show. [9]

Cheated the souls and diseased the hearts
Quite detached (the people) with love and care
Poison affected the memory's corner
To forget the joy beneath they share'. [10]

It shook and shook the neglected tree
Stole all fruits and shed all leaves,
Caged away those golden birds
And chocked the happy lives. [11]

So this tree looks weak and rugged
And roots withered and dried
Therefore look these branches gnarled
Beauty and colour deprived. [12]

But neither the roots are dried dead
Nor the soil health deprived
But all that's there is care devoid
And water of faith is lacking wide. [13]

Roots are deepened to the thousand centuries
But soil has missed the smoothness softy
That needs all but turning out the soil
To enrich its fertility. [14]

That brings strength to the weakening trunk
To be blessed with muscular might,
Needs removed unwanted creepers
(Strangling the tree so tight) [15]

To give our Future the Renowned Shelter
To live, to grow pleasure abide
Brightening the Halo with Golden Glory
That crowns Ancestral Pride.' [16]

Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 17, 2014

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In this poem India is symbolised as the tree.

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  • Bronze Star - 6,962 Points Neela Nath (2/24/2014 7:48:00 AM)

    To give our Future the Renowned Shelter
    To live, to grow pleasure abide
    Brightening the Halo with Golden Glory
    That crowns Ancestral Pride.' - - - - - - - - great lines! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,094 Points * Sunprincess * (2/20/2014 1:42:00 PM)

    ......I enjoyed reading this lovely treasure...and yes I feel india is a great country still....you know india is where my favourite poet and poetess live....so of course I love india....enjoyed this write very much...thanks for sharing... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,033 Points Valsa George (2/19/2014 10:31:00 AM)

    Yes, once the tree grew in all its beauty and strength and thrived the inclement weather, gave shelter and shade... Now it is fast withering.... it is the duty of every Indian to revive the tree as it is the symbol of our ancestral pride! Great write, Vivek!

    Welcome back! ! (Report) Reply

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