How could you have grown so tall!
You were just a tiny cone
Quietly pointing towards the sky.
Were you trying to tell me that
That was where you were headed?
Do you still know from where you came?
Your countless leaves, they are so thin,
When the wind gently blows,
They murmur, whisper, and flutter.
And when the wind carries them away,
They fly, soar, free and uncaring...
Leisurely, they will caress the ground.
You bow and bend with the angry wind,
But you do not break, you stand your ground.
Until the wind gets tired, weakens, and departs.
Though scarred and shaken, still you remain erect,
Many of your delicate leaves may have fallen,
But your spirit is undiminished.
some people said that if they hate people and will not forget what that person had done, they will plant a bamboo because a bamboo cannot be destroyed by a strong wind..it will bend but will again go back to its position..unless uprooted, it will never die.. Some people said that it symbolizes pride.. But any way, for me a bamboo have many uses in the countrywide.. How nice of you to give a beautiful description and its uses.. A nice piece..a unique write..Love it. Hugs, Meggie
and fiona the sound of bamboo music...its ethereal and so soothing...some of it awesome Fiona Davidson (2/23/2009 9: 33: 00 AM) Bamboo whispering in the darkness is such a beatiful sound Lalay...lovely poem...thank you....10++
very nice and vivid...one with nature a fantastic ode to nature and the mundane bamboo... a much deeper meaning there....resilience and standing your ground sensibly very nice poem cheers
i like the last stanza....even if it bows and bend, but still it stands tall..very beautiful poem..grace
A beautiful poem, Lalay. Wonderful imagery with great meanings and message......10/10. Best Wishes Naseer
great descriptive write..full of imagery of the high class grass...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi... really enjoyed reading this... thank you.