My Coral Island Poem by Bharati Nayak
My Coral Island
Where cool breeze blows
Dancing springs break
On the heart of stony rocks
Soothing music serenades
On the distant horizon
Large waves of the sea
Break at the feet of long sea shore
A lone mango tree
Finds reflections
In the stillness of cool pond
Counting the blooms
On its branches
And the seasons passed with cuckoos.
Inevitable
The mango tree
Sheds its yellow leaves
Every season
Before becoming green
With the new
Blossoms appear anew
Holding promises
For the basketful of fruits
That she will gift
To the travelers
Resting under its shade.
It's only in the last lines you refer to a human presence. Otherwise natural things go through their existence just as they have for countless eons. This poem celebrates nature for its own sake until the travelers savor the mango fruit at the end. I hope they fully appreciate the sweet wonder of the world they inhabit. Your poem beautifully and memorably conveys such gratitude.
'Yes, Sweet wonder of the world', we, the travelers appreciate in gratitude.Thank you very much for your lovely comment.
Your poem is so beautiful that I wish to visit the amazing coral island.
A lone mango tree finds reflections In the stillness of cool pond counting the blooms on its branches...lovely poetic expression. An excellent poem dear poetess. Stay always happy and blessed!
The stillness and the serenity captured in your words. Very peaceful.
Beautiful depiction of coral island with the mango tree bearing fruits to offer the travellers and with the cookos to provide songs for their pleasure. Wonderful imagery. Any one will appreciate this poem for its sweetness. Thank u dear Bharati madam for posting this lovely poem.
How the mango tree fulfills its mission of making others happy by offering its fruits.... an indirect hint that we should also produce fruits, if our existence has to be meaningful. The mango tree is set in an idyllic back ground...! A beautiful image!
yes, kind of dreamy. do mangoes ever hit travelers on the head? bri :) aka brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful write. 'A lone mango tree, finds reflections in the stillness of cool pond counting the blooms on its branches and the seasons passed with cuckoos.' is superb.wish I could write such nice words.Much love.
Thank you so much for your nice comments.