nimal dunuhinga

Rookie - 151 Points (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

An Old Tree Listens To The Tumult Of Distant Storms? - Poem by nimal dunuhinga

'And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass.'
-Ezra Pound, American,1885-1972


That flamboyant tree
gave us shade,
Remember once
Under the burning Sun.
But now the branches
fall often?
Flowers never bloom,
So how do you expect
sweet fruits?
Birds changed their usual route
for better orchards.
And the hollow tree shivers
even to a small drizzle.
Though the tree dreams of a refuge
unless the friendly termites
does anybody interests of an old barren tree?

to my West bengal poet friend Pranab!


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nimal dunuhin

Comments about An Old Tree Listens To The Tumult Of Distant Storms? by nimal dunuhinga

  • Rajendran Muthiah (8/14/2012 10:34:00 PM)


    How an old man/woman mourns for the losing of youth is beautifully said. An unusual way of saying this old, baldmindedness.Rated ***** (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 14, 2012


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