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
Man continues to violate his environment, with many rain forests disappearing resulting in loss of habitats for our wildlife. Excellent poem Kanav, with a strong message.
An amazing range of themes might be up your sleeves, Kanav. It is our ardent hope that aids all these strewn seeds falling apart and the purpose of writing this unique poem is substantiated by the amazing appreciation by all of us.
From acorns grow giant oaks! But it takes several years for a tree to grow to its full stature! But man in his ruthlessness comes and cuts it down, depriving many, its shade and the birds, their habitation! ! A poem with a great message, Kanav! !
A powerful message in this wonderful poem, to look after nature as it is vulnerable as man can destroy it so easily!
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
in this poem and its context what i liked the most is the feel in the lines and it is nice to see that still we can feel the affinity with Nature if we wish and if we concentrate... with a manmade axe all comes to end its sad that it has to end this way its men like us for profit sake heedlessly with the nature play...it's very good! ! !