Memoirs Of Love Poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan

As he stepped up on the steps
Of the bamboo ladder to his abode at tree top
He looked back as if
He heard the call of his love
Whom he lost before a dashing
Bull that gored her to death.
He trapped the wild hen,
The rabbit, the squirrel and the fish
That swings up the stream surface
And cooked them in the wildfire
And ate alone with none to share
When the chirping chattering birds
Of the dawns awaken him
He look downs to see the bamboo-ladder
That often smashed by wild elephants
With its trunk and ate.
In slumber he woke up
By the shake of the tree
Shocked the elephants in musth
Often he was driven by cheetah
The tiger, the lion and buffalo.
Drive him like a speeding wind
To climb and to hide in his haven.
He longed his daughter
To come and take him
To the village they dwell
At this days of dusk in life
But his eyes strained in vain
With no murmer of wind and dried leaves
Heralding the arrival of his daughters!
He decided to resign to his destiny
To be in the nest atop the tree
Not alone, but with the memoirs
Of his ever lost lady love!