Psyche Of A Tree Poem by Ravi Kiran Krovvidi

Psyche Of A Tree



I am a Tree with no leaves
as stationary as baby in pram
widespread branches but no use to one
bestowed with every currency
still negligence to remit the debts,
I owe my butt to nature,
but still ask for a bit more,
Swinging by virtue to winds
I look at the world in grief.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is not about a tree its about human beings............i guess u all have read poems comparing man with nature but this is a tad different as here tree is personified as man who criticizes the society but eventually he only bring havoc to nature.........and not only nature it also speaks about our negligence to our dear earth..............
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