Telling A Tale Of Centuries Poem by Ishara Parveen
Telling A Tale Of Centuries
Deep lay the fountain of secrets
buried at the heart
of a withered old tree
sighing in its old age
recollects the dead memories
one would be fond of-
happy endings of many
who stood at its shade
blissfully unaware of the future
that awaited them.
Noisy youngsters
who felt like they
owned the world,
who lately came to
the realization
that the world is not as they claimed to be.
Cute little ones,
grew past their innocence
becoming figures of the world...
At old age,
they reminisced
of the tree
that witnessed their arrival
on a day of happy years...
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Ishara. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
So heart touching and full of love for the nature..you speak so tender..Loved your skill of writing.
Well conceived and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. An insightful piece of poetry.
Fascinating life and feelings of an old tree encompassed reminiscing those who grew under its shadow long back. Great personification. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Such a beauty! Reminds me that of the 'Casuarina Tree'. Enjoyed reading.