Roopa Menon

Rookie - 20 Points (11-05-1985 / Mumbai, India)

The Tree - Poem by Roopa Menon

The tree didn’t dropp from sky,
It has grown
I wish it rather
Grew into earth
And spread its branches
In safety and peace
Away from every axe.
But it chose
To rise towards sky
Smiling at sunrise
To let
The insects play
The birds sing
And the wind to tickle its twigs
To let down
Brown brittle leafs
Like long silent tears
Witnessing every war and flood
All changing seasons
Roots firmly ground
It lives on
Perhaps the only being
Left on planet
With humanity and love.


Comments about The Tree by Roopa Menon

  • (5/22/2009 4:15:00 PM)

    An eloquent write. You are a fine imagist.

    As always,

    Sandra
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  • (1/2/2008 9:36:00 PM)

    I especially like the description of the tree as a witness that
    sheds through its leaves long silent tears through every war, quietly observing every flood, and the changing seasons
    while its roots are firmly grounded. If only we as human beings could be as dignified.
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  • (1/7/2007 5:16:00 AM)

    such a beautiful poem. A different say. Loved it. Read my poem 'about a tree' and can you find a common ground? (Report)Reply

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  • (10/19/2006 1:55:00 AM)

    good one, Roopa, like the thought and poem both.... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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