A Lonely Tree Poem by sallam yassin
A Lonely Tree
At a road where the road off
where lonesome is a road
at mid of no where
A lonely tree is standing there
waiting no one but the dust
dust of the passing time
tarnishing the color of this tree
this lonely tree to gray
praying in this lonely place
for the passing van
A gray lonely van
for the lonely bird
staying for a while
when the nights come
and days go
the lonely tree; praying there
when the wars rage and peace,
walks shy
the lonely tree praying for the peace
no one is waiting there
but the lonely tree is waiting
the morning sun
waiting the rain in may
waiting winds from the north
waiting when no one is waiting there
and this lonely tree
gave a name for this nameless place
the land of the lonely tree.
A lonely tree makes a sad sight. it can be taken for human loneliness symbolically. A sad poem with a tinge of hope.
I am reading this lonely tree as a metaphor. Perhaps a lonely life of someone. nice write
A lonely tree is a symbol for every lonely soul in the crowd unappreciated and ignored because of the way this soul sees the world and still this soul is integrated and belong to us loving and standing for us and I think that kind of people is the one who make the world better place So let say the earth was and will be the planet of lonely souls
We all are like lonely trees some still awaiting to be cut others burned others turn to dust other s still be used as handles some as coffins many to be used to incinerate more lonelier humans and of thse alone is human POET ME Have you read me my Moms Smiles lately
the lonely tree; praying there when the wars rage and peace, the lonlely tree and the morning sun, the rain and peace...... a fine meditation on the lonely tree that stays for years watching all that happens around it......... thank u dear poet. tony
Verily, we all are individuals and individuality and loneliness are closely related......10
Like the lonely tree we too are rooted on earth, unable to soar into other worlds, always yearning for some appreciation or recognition, yet being human, always standing alone, always waiting. Excellent poem. Thought provoking. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/23/2025 9:33:18 PM # 1.0.0
very tender piece of art. lovely poem.