Born so high,
Lot my siblings die,
Uncared seems my mother,
Battle only with puny armour,
Sailed by wind,
Sailed by water,
Reached a distant quarter,
Lurked in a grassy border,
Felt so shy,
Grown so high,
Crowned by blue sky,
Sown with clouds that pass by,
See me whole in light,
My shadow beneath the height,
Night so bright,
My silhoutte at sight,
Spells some cold and mild,
Blooms so rich and wild,
Joys all stately held,
None to rejoice with,
Tell the world!
Alone lives a tree.
Yes. Such is the life of a tree. A life lived alone and stately left alone. It is a fortunate destiny for the least of them. For the greatest of them, a curse. An interesting subject rightly explored. Not as elegant in the wording but OK. GW62
Wow i luv it n i give 10+. well done. the poem give me an imagery.
I enjoy many poems about nature, but this one really captures the spirit if the tree. I loved it
The ill fated lone tree cries for company. Sometimes a lone human life also is like this. Well composed.
i enjoyed reading it a lot.Its the kind of poem that makes you think about the realities of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it a nice it has a sense of tell the world how one can survive no matter what he or she goes thru it lovely a lone tree, good work