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Simple Verse. No.8 - The Lament of a Tree

I am a tree
Sprouted at the backyard
When I am full of leaves
Humans, for shade, come to me
When I am in flower
They admire me
When I bear fruits
They stone me
When I shed leaves
They curse me
When I am grown
They cut and chop me

Birds and Squirrels
In all seasons and clime,
Never expecting a dime,
Steadfastly love me.
They leave me full of glee
But from men, I would rather flee

Submitted: Monday, February 10, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, February 11, 2014


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  • Dinesh Nair (2/16/2014 6:14:00 AM)

    The squirrel and the bird belong to the tree
    And man just owns her if possible.
    The only relief is -
    But it is yet again a poet -a man or a woman who lets the world know of this..

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  • Md Asadullah (2/16/2014 12:53:00 AM)

    Indeed! man is enemy of nature and evironment, you personified tree beautifully, Thanks for sharing this environment friendly poem :)

  • Diane Hine (2/13/2014 5:48:00 AM)

    They probably don't like elephants either because they have a tendency to uproot them.

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (2/12/2014 8:00:00 PM)

    Tree wishes to flee. Tree takes all abuse yet it performs its duties. Nice and simple. Thank you.

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (2/12/2014 10:58:00 AM)

    Great verse on cruelty of human being expressed by a tree..........Valsa.............nicely penned............

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/11/2014 10:45:00 AM)

    A Beautiful poem with indepth meaning. Beautiful way you have compared life to a tree. At last the tree is cut and chopped off after utilising it to the maximum extent. When nothing is left, its chopped and sold for dime. Birds and squirrels never expects anything, they love whereas the last lines But, from selfish men I would rather flee.
    Fantastic write. Beautiful flow of words. Loved reading it.

  • Pradip Chattopadhyay (2/11/2014 3:14:00 AM)

    yes, yes, Valsa, a point cogently made!

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