beneath the ground, a solitary seed
no mates are near, he hasn't any
still and slow it rises and grows
that later blooms to flowers many
never does it ask more from the skies
dust and dung is all it need
yet not all grow so proud and tall
thousands like a stream away they bleed
from a minute shell, no one can tell
how it later be a big strong tree
soldiers of this giant earth
no stronger knight your eyes would see
with a man-made axe all comes to end
it's sad that it has to end this way
it's men like us for profit sake
heedlessly with the nature play
Beautifully written Kanav. Emphasising both the benevolence by a tree side by the cruelty of human being.... very nice. You may read my poems My quest and my dream and Power of truth.
Really liked your poems about plants, trees, etc. Beautiful description. As always, I'll wait to read your next work! ! : D
Sad for nature man is so dumb in its quest for destruction of the forests..well said in the poem kanav...regards
It takes years and years to grow a tree and only few moments to cut them done. Wonderfully put kanav.
A nice penning Kanav. Men like us not only axing the trees, in this process we are axing the seed of life.
kanav, i saw one of your comments after another poet's poem; that reminded me i wanted to take some of my VALUABLE time to look at one of yours. it is true that sometimes mankind has devastated parts of the environment with no apparent concern for the future well-being of people or their surroundings. of course profit is often the motive of these foul deeds! but that is how men/women make the money to buy their food, clothes, vacations, college educations, drugs, mansions, etc. etc. should we REALLY blame them? (that was a little tongue in cheek, BUT not completely) thanks for the rhymes. i'll send some private comments. but i must, if not for YOU, point out that both of the its could use apostrophes. i know! now you will insist i send you another pizza. i didn't know if, by this line: thousands like a stream away they bleed you meant 1000's of seeds washed away or failed to grow, or that 1000's of trees were cut down. thanks for sharing. :) bri p.s. we have redwood trees near our california home. i believe there used to be some trees that were 15-20 feet in diameter [not circumference]........maybe even larger than that. some of the blades on the old two-handled saws (used by two men) were, i think at least as long as those trees were thick. it sometimes took more than a day to saw down one tree. i've read and seen photos of this stuff in museums etc. around here. Now, supposedly, companies replant areas from which trees have been harvested, and some trees are left to supply seeds to the surrounding ground. it is in their interest as well as that of the environment. of course increasing populations and increasing demands for 'products' drive the demand for natural resources, but it is not all bad.
Poem with a great message. It take years to grow into trees and not even a second to cut it down...Many forest have been cut down for profit....Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes yes yes, the trees! And the mountains, and the rivers, and the air, all are the world supporters, hard workers unconditional givers, while men...oh dear...unspeakable....Good poem, thank you for share.