Sunday, December 09, 2012

The Last Tree

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I know you won't kill me
Perhaps, I will live for ages
Shriveling under this pain
Withering with your praises.

Yes, praise you will
'Cause that's what I deserve
The last tree standing
But why were you so late to conserve?

You adorn me with garlands
Pray my rooted veins
Just because I am unique
You visit me again and again.

You crushed my home with rollers
Maimed my buddies and friends
And now you build this museum
Across the dead forest's ends.

A sanctuary that kids will relish
"Mom, is this what you call a tree?"
They jump around my shady leaves
Alas, they would never know life was once so free.

You dwell today in greyish layers
As you manufacture the air to breathe
The laws of nature you disobeyed
And now you are left to seethe.

Don't ask me for mercy
'Cause you cursed your life's blessing
Just, imagine how you would have felt
Had you been the last man standing.


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.











56 comments:

  1. Impeccable :) This was the best poem ever made on a tree :) Simply bravo :D Loved every word of it, the rhyme is so soothing to the years :)
    This was surely a WOW post :)

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    1. Thanks Tanya ... thanks a lot for such beautiful words !!!

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  2. Such true lines with such a deep meaning !
    Lovely :)

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  3. I agree with Tanya, I've never seen such a lovely poem about a tree :)

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    1. Thanks a lot Kiara ... this is really motivating :-)

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  4. The last tree like a monument, or a museum. Nice poem, GS.

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  5. last line is hard hitter and drives home the point perfectly! very, very well written!

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  6. Excellent work, a tribute to a tree. We must be kind to nature. Last line is superb. Thank you for your lovely comments on my blog. :)

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  7. I, for a moment envisioned only one tree left on our planet...whoa it's really scary. Wonderful poem by you. The last paragraph is the ultimate. It depicts all!

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  8. I just loved it ....no wrds....its an amazing piece of wrk ....keep writing :):):)

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  9. awesome. Powerful. An imaginative picture of what we may be moving to...

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  10. Awesome poem to support tree conservation! Very beautifully penned!

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  11. What a mythic piece..it certainly does seem that we destroy everything we need..

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  12. Speck..The tree is holding on to the calm..with the wind trying to shatter the peace within..Oh, how lovely! A master piece, Speck! Loved this!

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  13. Very nice reflections ~ We can learn a lot from nature ~

    I like this part best~

    You crushed my home with rollers
    Maimed my buddies and friends
    And now you build this museum
    Across the dead forest's ends.

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  14. WOW!!! You never cease to amaze me.. "The last man standing," such pride, and such dignity.. You did a really wonderful job, giving this tree, a voice of his own, I love the personification, you showed here and the imagery.. I can't believe it, I am stuttering over the words.. WELL DONE!!

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  15. The Last Tree...what a poem and what a message.

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  16. brilliant writing!! message well conveyed!

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  17. Amen. We just don't seem to realise or, care that without trees, there will be no 'us either.
    Beautiful poetry. Really beautiful.

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  18. Well written. I think your question at the end is very valid...comparing how the 'last man standing' might feel as compared to how the 'last tree standing' would feel. After all, both are living beings...

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    1. Yes, and that's what really makes the question so obvious :-)

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  19. Hello my dear friend, and I was reading your website, I just wanna say I really love it! The overall look of your website is fantastic , as well as the content! Congratulations for your amazing work ! I follow your blog (132)... Hope you'll follow me back.... I wish you Happiness and Joy… And Blessings for the New Year. I wish you the best of everything… That you so well deserve.
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  20. I love the voice of the tree in this.

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  21. Hi G.S. ~~ This is an eye opener, someday there might be a last tree. That would be sad.

    We also wrote on 'Tree' today on One Single Impression. My poem is on my Photo and Poem Place blog.
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    BTW, your poem reminds me of an older (my day) American song, "Put up a parking lot" Google that and add 'lyrics' to see what we were singing about in the 1970's.
    This is the second verse:
    They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum
    And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them
    No, no, no
    Don't it always seem to go
    That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
    They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot

    ..

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    1. I will surely check your poem :-)

      I also Googled for this song you suggested - Big Yellow Taxi. Good one :-)

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  22. "the last man standing" line was the red shiny cherry on top of a rich dish you served us. and "is this what you call a tree?" would bring shame right in our faces! brilliant work and hope the world never comes to that! hope we let nature prosper. :) Keep Writing!

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    1. It's time we act now ... Thanks Sankara :-)

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  23. one of the gems for the initiative this week by Blogadda..breathtakingly WOW !!
    thanks a lot for sharing your thoughts on my writings even though I was not able to catch you on time..I really do apologize for that...

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  24. This is so stunning and sad, it brought tears to my eyes.

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  25. You dwell today in greyish layers
    As you manufacture the air to breathe...
    You are blessed Amrit and so we are... to be readers of your blog :)
    WOW post indeed!

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    1. And I am blessed to have friend like you :-)

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