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The below is a first person account of a village tree who lost the friendship of a small boy to the big charm of the city..
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At day break, I wait for your shrill cries of laughter to pierce my ears..
I ponder while I drink the primary cocktail,
a gleaming red sun, the blue sky and the green field..
The train passes by mocking at me.. It’s whistle..
tells me a story of how you disappeared in the dark of the night..
I tell him, you and I are friends.. And that we are inseparable..
I decide to wait.. longing for a glimpse of
the farmer, the cart, the buffalo, a nursing mother,
the sounds of the mud vessels, the village gossip..
My afternoon in the tedium,
I stare at the vast earth in front of me..
An old man rests, but no tractors cough nearby..
I look down, the chalk from the hopscotch has washed away..
My feet that had endured the charcoal from the bonfire..
have grown weeds..
I stand still to hear the harvest celebrations.. I hear none,
then I know,
it is just not going to be the same without you..
In time my leaves will go away, I will wither and die,
But for now, they promise to come back next spring..
To be dressed up in green and to dance on my arms..
My brothers have all perished and caused a crying flood..
Just as they were,
I will be parted and uprooted from my earth..
The wind picks up my anxiety, her embrace is wild and warm..
As it runs through my branches, I feel strangely lovely..
‘C’est la vie my dear’, she says and smiles..
So, just for the rock record, let me tell you,
I love you and I miss you.
And wherever life has taken you, I only wish you the best..
And if you ever choose to come back,
and I am still standing,
I won’t spend your money and some, my friend, and there isn’t the worry of a rush hour..
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2010: For the next four decades, every minute, 31 Indians will arrive in an Indian city like Mumbai for the lure of its big city charm.
2012: According to data from the Housing Assistance Council (HAC), only about 21 percent of Americans live in rural areas.
Picture Credit: Timo from morning hour
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About The Article Author:
Hi, I’m Rachana. Its been my dream for years to do something to consciously create a better future where every one of us is excited about our own potential. My challenge to everyone is that they aspire for their personal best and leave a legacy of their work through their contributions to mankind.
One more thing. In December of 2044, I hope to win the Nobel.
Will you join me on this journey of growth and transformation?
Namasté.
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Another great poem!
Thanks for using my picture – I think it really fits to it.
I love trees, they give me a peaceful feeling.
awesome choice of nomination,
Thanks for taking it.
Smiles!
Why does the little boy in me keep singing Puff the Magic Dragon as I read this? Why did I follow your link to legalruralism?
You got something here that tastes authentic and true. Every single bite!
Thanks.
michael j
This is wonderful! a gift really! Thanks for your comment, and I am so pleased to have met you through the lovely and kind jingle!
Dear Heart – what a well chosen name – I was so engrossed with your tree’s hard won acceptance of the loss of a precious young friend that coming across your nomination nearly put me in its branches. Your gesture has me sitting in awe. Please accept my gratitude – encapsulated in drops of tears.
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/09/26/the-celebrate-blogger-of-august-awards-art-cooking-humor-short-stories/
award notice, sorry for being late.
It is not hard to get into the mindframe of believing the plea of this tree in your poem, Rachana. I think back of all the places I have lived and I can remember the trees in my different yards that provided shade, a windbreak, or a song on a breezy evening as their leaves rustled. Beautiful poem.
This is a wonderful poem, rather unique in its perspective. It’s a lovely gift. Thank you.
Congratulations on your award. I do love, by the way, that you refer to Jingle as “The Poetry Crusade” on your blog roll. Delightful! and True …
Poem on, my friend.
Wonderful poem. Thank you for sharing it.
What a beautiful poem :)
It creates a vivid picture in our mind as we read each line. Hope to see more such poems from you.
Thanks for the kind words of encouragement, Rohan! I am glad you liked the visuals my poem gave you :)
Thanks for the visit!
Rachana.
Lovely. enjoyed this Rachana
Warmest Salad
Luke
Thanks for visiting Luke, I am very glad you liked it! Appreciate your time, Rachana
This poem rocks…
Beautifully written :)
Sumit, I like your comment so much.. It just matches with my poem, the tree, the train, the boy, and the pebbles(rocks) you added now!
Thanks so much for your time and feedback!!
Please vote if you can, voting helps you exposed to other poets and make new friends in our community.
Merry Christmas,
Hope to See you at potluck week 16 tomorrow…
We will have a break after week 16, and come back on week 18…
Blessings!
Your support means a world to us..
xxx
Thank you so much Jingle for your visit.. ! I have been busy with work and personal health issues, but you are still considerate inspite of my absence and I truly appreciate that..
There are so many updates from you, I know you have been working too hard for our poets community! You my friend, rock!!
Thank you for your trackback on my poem, and for all the wonderful visitors you brought, I am grateful..
Hope you enjoy your Week 17 break in a selfish way!! You deserve it!
just brilliant :)
Hello Tweety, thanks for visiting! How wonderful to meet a poetess who writes in Hindi.. That is a great and lovely too!!
Good luck with your blog and thank you for your feedback!
Rachana.
Lovely. Thanks for awakening good memories via your poetry.
Happy Holidays.
Cha
http://chaspalette.wordpress.com/2010/12/19/forgive-me/
Hello Cha!
Thanks for your visit, and I am so glad that we connect in memory lane.. That is great to hear :)
Hope to read you soon!!
Rachana.
wow.. what a wonderful story and emotion. i like the way you give the train life “The train passes by mocking at me.. It’s whistle.. tells me a story of how you disappeared in the dark of the night.. I tell him, you and I are friends.. And that we are inseparable..”
Hello Robin, thank you for your kind comments.. I appreciate when people tell me specifically what they feel connected to the most in my writing.. And for I am grateful to you! Thanks for the visit, hope to read you soon!!
Rachana.
Trees rock. You, even more so Rachana.
Keep up.
Hi there,
Interesting website you got there. Hope to read more!
And thanks so much for your review, appreciate that! Glad you are on board this train.. :)
Rachana.
And wherever life has taken you, I only wish you the best… this was a great wish for someone we miss and care about dearly!
Thanks for visiting me Rachana, it was nice to find a comment from you! All the best!
You are very welcome Blaga, and thanks for your feedback on my poem.. It feels genuinely happy for me when people like who write so much and play so eloquently with words like what I write.. I appreciate it,
Rachana
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