The Spoiled Feast Poem by Vijay Sai R
The Spoiled Feast
In my garden, I planted a tiny sapling,
I watered it from day one,
And watched in amusement,
It started to grow slowly but steadily,
I admired its growth,
standing by its shelter and looking up,
if there were ever a flower in it,
where the sun shined and sneaked
through pores of long green leaves,
turning droplets of dew into stunning colors of vibgyor,
until one day, while I stood,
astonished by its splendor,
I noticed little brown petals,
covering tiny bunches of flowers,
I jumped in joy,
Day by day, it went by,
I waited, patiently for all its raw fruits
to grow into full size
and turn into ripe fruits,
when I woke one early morning,
by the hue and cry of pigeons and parrots,
I couldn’t believe my eyes,
Bewildered and bewitched I was,
to spot a herd of long tailed beasts,
having a feast of wonderful bananas,
of brilliant sunset yellow,
destroying almost all parts of my beautiful tree to dust,
Just when little droplets dropped from my eyelids,
And before it rained heavily,
I noticed a few little ones,
cropping up and nodding their heads,
ready to turn taller, bigger, richer, greener,
and more beautiful than ever,
Again, I start to water it, day by day,
watching in amusement,
growing slowly but steadily,
and with dreams to blossom aplenty.
*The beauty of a banana tree is beautifully explained. Though disappointed by seeing a group of monkeys feasting on it, the very first time it bore fruits, the author is excited, spotting tiny saplings.
This does a fine job of relating how Mother Nature does her thing so wonderfully.
Beautiful descriptions of a banana tree. I can't remember ever having seen one in actuality. Eaten plenty of bananas, though. Enough to question the possibility of my relationship to monkeyhood. I suppose that's why I could not imagine at first, here in the States, that the long tailed beasts were in fact Monkeys. Those who've lived around monkeys, I've heard, have no such illusions. In this case you'd have to build an awfully high and sharp fence. Or get a big dog, preferably one that doesn't bark, lest you find yourself wishing you'd simply capitulated to the monkeys. This is a fun poem of yours, interesting and instructive.
You can find beauty in everything, only if you know how to accomplish it. At one moment of a day I found everything Beautiful and wrote a poem 'Beauty'. To understand Beauty, we must have inner eyes. Surely you have.
wow nice elegant way to describe the growth of banana. Like it
Expressed and described in stunning detail. I enjoyed this read thoroughly!
Such an in depth heartfelt write. I so love the expression and content of this piece. Well done indeed
Yes, it is a funny but good poem to me. it sounds like crows that attack vegtables here the the US. I have seen it done by monkeys though while I was overseas in the Philliphines.
women are so for fatherhood and also manhood when they go to other hands as a one way ticket-written well and thought provoking
I like this poem - just found some beans I was growing outside my back door all eaten by snails and felt a similar feeling of horror & woe!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Great imagery! I have a tree of mine too that I planted from a seed, but it's a lemon tree and it's not old enough to produce fruit. I hope no monkeys attack it the first time it does. lol Very descriptive poem.