Forty eight leaves has fallen from this tree,
Diamond, pearl, gold and silver; their degree,
All fallen into Unseen River and lost forever,
Painting them, the smug will come back never,
Agility of mind with tired body; sprouting star,
Dying to survive; gigantic fruitless tree bizarre,
Trying to understand myself on future mirror,
Whether easeful life with peace or with horror?
Green meadow under blue sky is like a fairy tale
Dreaming within dream yet spiraling under gale,
Ripples of life and the formidable tide of the sea
Sandwiched between the two laughing you see!
Tell me-Who will care me if I can not care to self?
Why should I worry and why the hell I should yelp?
Earth and heaven never meet yet there's horizon,
Till there is sun there is hope; not worried for wisen
How many leaves are yet to fall, it is my inner call,
To be a complete shadowy tree with squeezed ball
A poetic commentary on life, its achievements, its worries, its hopes, its ups and downs and uncertainties. Extremely beautiful poem. I would like to quote a couple of lines: Forty eight leaves has fallen from this tree / Diamond, pearl, gold and silver; their degree, Thank you very much, Sir.
Very beautiful eights leaves fallen from tree. I do not know how many leaves are to fall in my inner cell but still I wait to fill my mind in between dark future and bright hope. Wonderful poem shared really.
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I would like to translate this poem
Forty eight leaves has fallen from this tree, Diamond, pearl, gold and silver; their degree, All fallen into Unseen River and lost forever, Painting them, the smug will come back never,