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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.
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 :)
ReplyDeleteThis was surely a WOW post :)
Thanks Tanya ... thanks a lot for such beautiful words !!!
DeleteSuch true lines with such a deep meaning !
ReplyDeleteLovely :)
Thank You Arcane :-)
DeleteI agree with Tanya, I've never seen such a lovely poem about a tree :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Kiara ... this is really motivating :-)
DeleteThe last tree like a monument, or a museum. Nice poem, GS.
ReplyDeleteThank you buddy :-)
Deletelast line is hard hitter and drives home the point perfectly! very, very well written!
ReplyDeleteThanks Meenakshi :-)
DeleteI, 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!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sayantini :-)
DeleteI just loved it ....no wrds....its an amazing piece of wrk ....keep writing :):):)
ReplyDeleteawesome. Powerful. An imaginative picture of what we may be moving to...
ReplyDeleteThanks Jerly :-)
DeleteAwesome poem to support tree conservation! Very beautifully penned!
ReplyDeleteThank You Valli :-)
DeleteThank You Loredana :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a mythic piece..it certainly does seem that we destroy everything we need..
ReplyDeleteThanks Jae :-)
DeleteSpeck..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!
ReplyDeleteThank You Panchali Ji :-)
DeleteVery nice reflections ~ We can learn a lot from nature ~
ReplyDeleteI 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.
Thanks Grace :-)
DeleteWOW!!! 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!!
ReplyDeleteThank You so much Crystal :-)
DeleteThe Last Tree...what a poem and what a message.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sir :-)
Deletebrilliant writing!! message well conveyed!
ReplyDeleteThank You Debajyoti :-)
DeleteAmen. We just don't seem to realise or, care that without trees, there will be no 'us either.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry. Really beautiful.
Thanks Bren :-)
DeleteWell 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...
ReplyDeleteYes, and that's what really makes the question so obvious :-)
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ReplyDeleteGreetings from Rio de Janeiro/ Brasil
Nelson
Thanks Nelson :-)
DeleteI love the voice of the tree in this.
ReplyDeleteThank You Sandy :-)
DeleteNow that is a GREAT ending!
ReplyDeleteThanks buddy :-)
DeleteHi G.S. ~~ This is an eye opener, someday there might be a last tree. That would be sad.
ReplyDeleteWe 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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I will surely check your poem :-)
DeleteI also Googled for this song you suggested - Big Yellow Taxi. Good one :-)
awesome piece .. :)
ReplyDeleteAlso check out my entry
http://ankitmahato.blogspot.in/2012/12/i-am-last-tree.html
Thanks Ankit :-)
Delete"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!
ReplyDeleteIt's time we act now ... Thanks Sankara :-)
Deleteone of the gems for the initiative this week by Blogadda..breathtakingly WOW !!
ReplyDeletethanks 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...
Thank You so much buddy :-)
DeleteHey, You won! Big congrats!!
ReplyDeleteThanks my friend :-)
DeleteThis is so stunning and sad, it brought tears to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteYeah its sad !!!
DeleteYou dwell today in greyish layers
ReplyDeleteAs you manufacture the air to breathe...
You are blessed Amrit and so we are... to be readers of your blog :)
WOW post indeed!
And I am blessed to have friend like you :-)
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