Treasure Island

Tribhawan Kaul

(01-01-1946 / Srinagar (J & K) India)

A Grand Mother


Wearing the bark facial, she searches for her eyes
to read her destiny written somewhere on the wall
invisible from her.
Creates ripples of laughter sans dentures
she is not the one, to mind
like a banyan tree, she stands tall
to give shelter to each and every kind.
Branches broken, leaves blown away
yet happy is she
as seeds grow and transmigrate
into flowers and fruit laden trees
though beyond her reach now, far away.
Like a banyan tree, she still stands
weathering the storms of the time
providing shades to guests to take rest
to enjoy in her nest from time to time.
Cruel is the time but she has seen the worst
will power sustains her mind and soul
not the body though, now lives with anxiety and agony
time not far off to wear new clothes
and to say good bye to her uncaring progeny.
Soon she will also feel the heat like that banyan tree
from the builders, land mafias
and insensitive rascals of her own
bulldozing the very roots of hers
not waiting for her natural nirvana
to reap the benefits.

Submitted: Saturday, May 04, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 04, 2013

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  • Valsa George (6/23/2013 3:52:00 AM)

    A beautiful image of sober wisdom mellowed through years! A granny with withering body, but unassailable spirit! She stands as a towering bunyan tree. Though now with branches drying up and leaves blown by the autumn winds, how many must have found shade under her foliage and how many winged folks must have nested among her branches! A beautiful poem! ! (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (5/20/2013 11:37:00 AM)

    all great tribute to yr grand mother... grand mothers are like sisters.. wonderful poetry.. love it.. (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (5/10/2013 5:06:00 AM)

    appropriate images painted the exact picture of the grand mother! ! !
    very natural poem! ! ! (Report) Reply

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