This Rain Poem by Sabyasachi Sharma

Sabyasachi Sharma

Musaboni, Jharkhand, India

This Rain



Amid every rain,
each drop that drain,
of my leaves entrain,
the glow of this quenched land.

But this very rain,
each drop that drain,
depict the state of my pain,
for the inevitable ordain,
to carve a way with crane,
of my trunk in disdain,

Here i stand,
witness to hoary legends,
of men who came and went,
despondently i wipe for this human band,
for its sensate demands, ,
have tousled up my entire land
to pave a way for its edifice brand.

Here i pray,
to my lord in dismay,
as they have disowned me today,
for their concrete trees underway,
may my sacrifice pay,
to teach men who went astray.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: environment
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A very old tree stands in between a construction site, The tree is ordered to be cut down by government for its proposed high rise building. The poem depicts the agony of the tree enjoying its last rainy season
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Sabyasachi Sharma

Musaboni, Jharkhand, India
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