Vanaprastha

by Prof. Dr. Makhan Lal Das



Do you remember that afternoon We planted That little sapling, The smile of the setting sun And the birds Back to their nests Flying? You gave water to the plant Every morning Covered it carefully Protecting From the sun Brightly shining. Days turned to months Years rolled on Things became past The sapling too has grown It's a big tree now Birds from distant places Make their nests In its bosom. It is not afraid Of the scorching heat Of the sun anymore The tired travellers Take rest Under its shadow. Come, Let us take rest under him Let us talk to him Once again In his language.

Image © Makhan Lal Das

02-Feb-2013

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Comments on this Poem

The marvel that is life ... expressed meaningfully. I just went and hugged our maple tree and admired the snow laden pine trees (all seven of them) in my backyard. And what to say about the sturbborn Bamboos! Thanks for taking us back to basics and natural beauty. Wonderful.

Raj
03-Feb-2013 11:54 AM

Very impressive !
--Ashok Lav

ashok lav
03-Feb-2013 09:31 AM

A simple poem with great depth...!
Keep writing Makhan bhayi.

V.K. Joshi
03-Feb-2013 05:46 AM

A nice expression poetically in a simple and clear language. Hope to read more from you Sir.

Niranjan K Brahma
03-Feb-2013 04:09 AM

simple and smiling!

:-)

Subhralin Thakuria
03-Feb-2013 02:34 AM

sir u wrote gr8 poem.. loved it...
Lets look at him and enjoy a bird with a song on a branch of him, quick little squirrel to run up and down and around, for fun.
Lets talk to him and ask him about spring , summer, autumn, winter.
lets talk to him and ask how he just stand around all day
and sun himselves and rest. He never walk or run away and surely that is best.For otherwise how would a squirrel or robin find its nest?
lets talk to him once again in his language.

Krishan Gupta
03-Feb-2013 02:08 AM

So refreshingly delightful,sir.Regards.

Sony Dalia
03-Feb-2013 01:23 AM