The Village banyan Tree
Stotutly among the rest of the trees, standing high-
Its height touches the sky in which the kites fly,
Guarding the village like a gallant knight,
Its bark shows the black wounds of many fights.
Its creepers like a dozen of pythons,
Could be seen from far away lawns-
All trying to hold it captive-
But for them its size is too massive.
It has seen so many years;
It has viewed so many deaths of nears and dears;
The signs of sorrow reflect on its face crystal clear;
How so much sorrow doth it bear?
And how doth it resist its sorrowful tears?
Somuch old and yet so young-
Its nostalgic night-song
Is a bridge to my childhood days that have passed long.
Copyright © Sonnet Mondal World Poet | Year Posted 2008
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