Bamboo Grove Poem by Jay P Narain

The bamboo grove shines in golden sunshine,
the lush green leaves in the grove sparkle with life,
The wind blowing thru the pores in bamboo stalks fills the grove with melodious music,
The parrots, cuckoo, and maina birds fill the grove with color and cheers.

The bamboo plants bend and sway during windy days,
shows how to be strong and flexible in stormy days.
It is the idol of survival in tough and blistery weather,
It graciously gives way to sprouts to prosper in its withering days.


The aura of bamboo grove by night is charming to behold,
The moon peeks thru the leaves painting the grove in silhouette and silvery shadows,
The trees resonate with the heartbeat of romance,
Each knot feels like the ladder to advance to the higher level of ecstasy of love.

The plum blossoms in the grove under the moonlit silvery skis,
Reminds me of the eternal lovers bonded together in eternity,
The trees stand tall with vigor with branches protecting lovely pink blossoms,
The grove brings the aura of good fortune and friendship forever.