The Path That We Took Poem by Khairul Ahsan
The Path That We Took
A narrow path it was,
Gravel strewn,
Lay quietly without any passer by.
A loose chain was hanging
Without any explicable purpose,
Just to look like a prohibitive fence, perhaps.
Tree boughs deviating from the main trunk
Gave the semblance of a ‘welcome arch'.
We took that path at the ‘English Garden'
Of the Mount Dandenong on a Summer afternoon.
A narrower stream barely visible,
Quiely flowed along, nourishing the plants.
On a wooden culvert I stood for a while,
Listening to the chirping birds,
Watching the frolicking, fluttering butterflies,
Forgetting for a moment, my fellow companions.
Time was running out,
Yet we sauntered on, without hurry.
Stood for a picture with a stone sculpture,
Of a loving mother embracing her child,
Hard stone that evoked soft feelings of love!
Unoccupied tables and benches on the wayside,
Made of sawed wood of ‘Australian Tree's
Invited us for a much needed rest.
We sat for a while at the mouth of the defile
And read billboards explaining legends
Of a ‘Wishing Well' and a ‘Wishing Tree',
A history that we carried with us as memory!
Dhaka
27 April 2020
A stunning write about tranquillity, serenity and beauty of a garden and the memories that linger lovingly!
@Hazel Durham, Thanks for this generous comment. I am verry much inspired by your high appraisal of the poem.
One of your most lovely poems! Seeing the picture, it is evident that every minute detail of the entrance of that illustrious garden with its quiet ambiance is well imprinted in your memory. I am sure you enjoyed your stroll through the garden without being jostled by the crowd. Every detail matches with the picture. A sure 10
Thanks for your attention to my poem, Valsa. You too have observed very minutely the picture and the poem. Your high praise and generous rating leaves me much inspired.
On a wooden culvert! Time was running out. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you dear poet EKL, for your illustrative words to appreciate my poem. Much inspired.
Garden the natural garden the narrow path between the green trees queue the green vista and the wanderer natural feelings is activated there gracefully and the felt heart smells the gratefulness of nature or the creator of it yeah really fantastically presented here the poetic feelings; I enjoyed greatly 10+
@Mahtab Bangalee, Thank you for visiting my page and leaving an appreciative comment. Much inspired by your generous rating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 1:17:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A prominent memory captivating nature and sharing Melbourne, Australia with the world. Thank You Khairul.
Yes, it was a great pleasure to share this beauty of Melbourne, Australia with the world. Thank you, @Lyn Paul, for visiting my page and leaving a kind, appreciative comment.