Grain-Tree Poem by polash datta

For how long we haven’t seen grain-tree in touch
Were we destined
to die
in this way?
by seeing brick-after-brick?

Whenever I desire
Can’t reach you
Day to day running fast after rice

Won’t be able to go to grain because of rice
Never in life!
Sorrow of grain should be concealed in heart
through eating rice all the time?

My rice maker mill
won’t allow me leave as wish
while grain turning yellow and yellow from green by wind?

Oh life
wouldn’t I ever live in village

Green?