The Champak Tree Poem by Valsa George
The Champak Tree
Close to our ancestral home
Is an ancient champak tree
It now stands almost leafless n’ bare
With its face turned to the sun and sky
Once from far, everyone could see
This lush green Champak tree
It stood in all beauty and grace
And carpeted the ground in fallen blooms
Its lovely blossoms were so redolent
Like tube roses, heady and fragrant
In its dark and leafy glade
How as children, we sat and played
Men weary of work in its sprawling shade
Were sheltered from the heat of midday sun
Once it was a bower of sylvan ease
And on its boughs, birds merrily sang
Rustled in wind and shaken in storm
It braved the inclement weather all these years
With its roots boring deep into the ground
Nothing could uproot the tree from its base
How many stories it has to tell
How many robins roosted in its verdure
How many fledglings took wings into the sky,
From the tiny nests built on its twigs
Now its ancient trunk and gnarled branches
Proclaim sadly that it is about to wither
The tree has just turned itself into
A ghostly shadow of its former self
But the fragrance of these champak flowers
Which still bless the tree in one and two
As if determined to proclaim themselves
Continue to perfume the surrounding air
This tree is so much like my ancestral home
Once the seat of life and bounty
Now lying desolate and empty
Stays spreading memories fragrant!
What soulful saga the house can retell
Of how my parents accomplished their task
Putting all into making it a haven sweet
For three generations of an extended family!
How many stories it has to tell How many robins roosted in its verdure How many fledglings took wings into the sky, From the tiny nests built on its twigs nice poem...a nostalgic feel............like it
The tree that remembered all the stories and secrets told under it's sprawled shade. Now it has aged and no one to go there for its shade and comfort. Only lasting memories of how welcomed it was. Fading Champaka tree....holding lasting memories. Beautiful write! ! ! Thanks ma!
a superb recollection of childhood memories................now all of it has vanished like a dream...................... ................a beautiful write dear..............
nature accompanying us in a peace with all her bounty oh pity oh pain where we departed to left our ancestral homes to what / and it is only one side of many stories you bounded inside so bright and perfumed with love in
A fantastic expression has been made on Champak treee which is evergreen tree, known for its strongly fragrant yellow or white flowers. All memories of the childhood are attached herewith. I cite... This tree is so much like my ancestral home Once the seat of life and bounty Now lying desolate and empty Stays spreading memories fragrant! Beautiful poem.
A fine articulation of gratitude. A sensitive poet's wonderful tribute to life.
A wonderful poem, an old champak tree share with us the collection of old memories that too for our three generations. Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 1:01:34 AM # 1.0.0
A wonderful poem where a brilliant analogy has been drawn between the old champak tree and the ancestral home resulting in a beautiful synergy.