An Ode to my mango tree.....
Today again I witnessed a murder
Of a mute, mature young adult with ardour
Earlier he along with his family resided before us
But with our arrival, his whole family was eaten by we herders.
A serene place this used to be
With peepal, Mosambi, Neem and Goava trees
One by one all of them got killed in name of urbanization
Till yesterday only the Mango tree was left free.
He was left alone with none of his family,
Still it was very productive, vibrant and lovely,
Every year, it welcomed spring with...
Of a mute, mature young adult with ardour
Earlier he along with his family resided before us
But with our arrival, his whole family was eaten by we herders.
A serene place this used to be
With peepal, Mosambi, Neem and Goava trees
One by one all of them got killed in name of urbanization
Till yesterday only the Mango tree was left free.
He was left alone with none of his family,
Still it was very productive, vibrant and lovely,
Every year, it welcomed spring with...