The Old Banyan Tree Poem by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
The Old Banyan Tree
The old banyan tree
Growing on the green meadow
By the side of the lonesome village road,
Long ago in my childhood
I saw my grandfather cremated under it.
Many years gone
My father also died years ago
Today I am an old man.
Yet that banyan tree still growing
In its grandeur as I saw
In my childhood.
My father migrated in the town
and I was born there.
But whenever I visited the village
Where my father born
And saw that banyan tree
I remembered the day
My grandfather cremated under it.
Going through your poem ''The Old Banyan Tree'' I too remembered the childhood of my life. How did I spend times with friends under it was interesting. So also you have rememberance of creamation of your grandfather under the banyan tree. A touching expression you have made regarding this. Thank u dear Akham for sharing this beautiful poem.
Such a nice poem. The banyan tree must make you remember the life with your father and grandfather. Thanks for sharing.
By the side of the village road! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 10:10:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Akham ji, this is such a beautiful poem. The Banyan tree is so imposing and majestic. You have seen it grow and it brings nostalgic memories. To be buried under a Banyan tree is so noble. A wonderful poem, dear Poet.......10