Sunil Sathyendra Poet Free verse

Nobody Came

Amma, 
Yesterday the tree died. Many men came and cut it down and laid it on the road. 


They laid the body on the road. 
I went and said a few kind words. The tree had always been good to me. 
In fact it had been good to everyone but nobody came Ma. 

They took the tree's body away, I was not sure if they will burn it away or bury it. I wished it stayed longer with us. 

What happens to trees that die Ma?

(Amma, Ma are synonymous with mother)

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Beata Agustin September 23, 2024 at 10:05 PM I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Caren Krutsinger March 10, 2021 at 10:55 AM Your empathy comes through so clearly. Nicely done! Sunil Sathyendra March 10, 2021 at 6:21 PM Thank you so much for your kind comments. I was a little apprehensive and thought of it as a raw poem, too intense maybe. But your feedback makes me happy that I posted it.

Susan Ashley March 10, 2021 at 10:18 AM Dear Sunil, the poignant beauty of your poem takes my breath away. So many emotions course through me all at once as I experience my reaction to reading this deeply moving piece. To me, your aching poem symbolizes man's heartless disregard for Nature and the loss of Nature's witness to humanity's downward spiral. A must fav for sure. Thank you, it is with admiration that I read you! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Susan Ashley March 10, 2021 at 7:07 PM This question nags and nags at me too, always has since a child. Humans have lost the mother/child connection with Nature. We are like orphans having lost the appreciation for nurturing and for being nurtured. It's truly heartbreaking. Please continue to create passionate poems - to release emotions, raw and intense, is the very essence of the soul's poetry and where its power of persuasion resides. Sunil Sathyendra March 10, 2021 at 6:24 PM Thank you Susan. I am really happy that my poem could move you. I taught that this is too raw a poem, too intense to post it here. But your feedback has made it worthwhile to have it here. I work with projects related to sustainability - so this poem is very close to me. Why is there such a disregard when it comes to nature, is a question that keeps me thinking on sleepless nigjts