Swing Or A Garland Poem by Rini Shibu
Swing Or A Garland
Some friends are seasonal
bring forth colorful flowers
Bloom day and night
Which last for a short period
And wither away from your life
But sow seeds in your heart
And memories last for life time
Some friendships grow like a tree
Deep rooted with strong branches
They hold you at times of trouble
And care for you under their shade
Some are like creepers
Which spread on you and ruin your life
But it's your choice
Whether to tie a swing on a tree
Or pluck the flowers to make a garland
I love this Rini. We all meet these kinds of friends who are seasonal.10
A wonderful poem that depicts different kinds of friends. A very perceptive and well penned write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 12:22:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You carried the extended metaphor in its various representations fluidly and comfortably. I particularly enjoyed, however, the sudden shift at the end when the somewhat fatalistic, passivity of the reflection turns on itself and you skillfully extend the metaphor in a completely different direction—that we have an active role to play in 'pruning' our relationships. (creepers, hehe)
Thanks Seamus..! ! Rini