Under the Mango Tree

By my red tiled house stands a mango tree
Beneath it I cherish my treasured memories
Where cows merrily roam and cattle graze
As morning sky scintillates in marigold rays
Face of innocent days I spent in tiny village
Amid rice fields gracing serene landscapes
Watching crops grow from seeds to harvests
Playing game of cricket and idling in silliness
From dawn till dusk, ambling with friends 
Venturing out coyly, exploring night’s secrets
Walking dusty roads holding kerosine lamps
Strolling like silhouettes on dark river banks
Floating young emotions on giggling streams
Stealing kiss of love, choreographing dreams 
As we told stories spinning moonlit wizardry
Listening to wilderness strumming wild music
By my red tiled house, under the mango tree
Where eternally lie my childhood memories

January 13, 2021
Placed 1st: Your choice (44) contest by Brian Strand
Placed 5th: Good old days contest by Mystic Rose Rose
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Deo Avatar
January 14, 2022 at 9:28 PM
You did it, Vijay. I see U live in America, and we both lived our mango trees, perhaps Neem and Tulsi, too. I climbed mango trees even in my 50s near Escombe in South Africa, with Gopala, my sister's only son. We made precious memories. My thx for "marigold rays" . U guessed it, we HV those in Africa
George Avatar
November 30, 2021 at 7:50 PM
How I am taken back to my own childhood! In my serene village, all around our house, there were mango trees here and there. Except playing cricket, all other memories are mine too. Lovely penning of an idyllic childhood. Thank you Vijay for sharing these precious memories
Crabtree Avatar
January 22, 2021 at 8:56 AM
Wonderful memories to hold on to. Hope you have a great weekend, Vijay :)
Pandit Avatar
January 22, 2021 at 2:01 PM
Thank you Angela--much appreciate.
Mcdaid Avatar
January 21, 2021 at 2:38 PM
your pen really has moonlit wizardry beautifully painted
Pandit Avatar
January 22, 2021 at 5:48 AM
Thank you Liam--much appreciate.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 20, 2021 at 8:53 PM
Such beauty!
Pandit Avatar
January 21, 2021 at 5:57 AM
Thank you Kim--much appreciate.
Rose  Avatar
January 19, 2021 at 3:34 PM
Thank you for stopping by Vijay, looking forward to your next poem.
Pandit Avatar
January 20, 2021 at 5:45 AM
Much appreciate Vienna--many thanks.
Ball Avatar
January 19, 2021 at 2:28 PM
Ah my friend those are the best times. Wish I could return to those days. God Bless, JB
Pandit Avatar
January 20, 2021 at 5:44 AM
Much appreciate Judy--many thanks.
Devonshire Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 10:49 AM
Thank you for sharing this warm and comforting poem, Vijay. It's clear how much you loved the red house and the mango tree. So many memories come flooding forth, all beautifully described. Wonderful poetry, my friend! Hugs, Carolyn
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 3:49 PM
Always a joy to read your lovely feedback my friend. Much appreciate, Carolyn--many thanks.
Goldsmith Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 9:40 AM
Congratulations on your win. What a "Wonderful" story/write with great memories. You were very lucky. Enjoy your win/day with blessings...............
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 9:52 AM
Much appreciate Paula--many thanks.
Sambourne Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 8:24 AM
Beautiful! A true winner in the 'Good Old Days' of childhood memory. Such a grand read. Sincerely, Brian
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 9:51 AM
Thank you Brian--much appreciate.
Rose  Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 5:10 AM
Dear Vijay, I always wondered what it would be like to have a mango so near to me. How it would taste right away rather then waiting for the truck to bring it to my City. Now I know. Thank you for sharing this lovely jewel, congrats on the win and thankyou for joining.
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 6:47 AM
Appreciate your kind remarks and many thanks for holding contests, Vienna. It's not easy to be a judge.
Horsman Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 9:24 PM
A poem of sheer loveliness, Vijay, love to join you in a game of cricket one day.
Pandit Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 6:46 AM
Thank you Harry--much appreciate. Wouldn't that be lovely--but, as I recall you are now in Australia and I am in the US.
Canerdy Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 6:44 AM
This is so lovely--moving and vividly descriptive, nostalgia at its best, Vijay! Janice
Pandit Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 4:18 PM
Appreciate the kind remarks, Janice--many thanks.
Sands Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 6:35 AM
I just love this Vijay! A FAV for me. This sounds so nice :)
Pandit Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 4:18 PM
So very kind of you Heidi. Much appreciate your lovely feedback. Many thanks. And a very special thank you for the FAVE.
Rose  Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 6:12 AM
Good morning Vijay, praying your stay healthy, every day, Thank you for stopping by, all the best to you and your family.
Pandit Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 4:17 PM
Much appreciate, Vienna--many thanks.
Roper Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 7:19 PM
I like the setting, and the scene if true is beautiful memories. Great poem, Vijay. Hugs Eve
Pandit Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 4:16 PM
Thank you Eve--much appreciate.
Callus Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 1:48 PM
I enjoy poems like this one, Vijay; we get transported to another time and age....you hold on to so many lovely memories. ~ Regards // paul
Pandit Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 3:27 PM
Much appreciate Paul--many thanks for your visit and comments. Regards.
May Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 11:28 AM
'Spinning stories in moonlit wizardry', Well written Vijay
Pandit Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 3:26 PM
Thank you Joseph--much appreciate.
Dietrich Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 4:56 PM
This is beautiful imagery and so nostalgic!!
Pandit Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 3:26 PM
Much appreciate your kind remarks, Andrea--many thanks.
Andresen Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 8:20 AM
- The precious childhood memories ... beautifully written, Vijay :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 8:35 AM
Indeed they are. Much appreciate your visit and comments, Anne-Lise. Many many thanks.
Trifiatis Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 7:39 AM
Nothing beautifies more a tree than the memories of a child that grew under its shade! A much refreshing descriptive narration dearest, friend, Vijay! Blessings!
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 8:34 AM
So true my friend--some memories are very special. Glad you stopped by with delightful comments. Much appreciate. Many thanks, Demetrios.
Mcintosh Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 3:55 AM
This is beautifully done... expressed a heart full. God bless you always
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 6:06 AM
Thank you Gina. Much appreciate your kind feedback.
Downing  Avatar
January 13, 2021 at 9:12 PM
Your title alone got me excited. It’s my favorite fruit in the world and I grew up on it. They grew them all over the islands, and I used to climb them. Lol!.. Anyways, Vijay, absolutely beautiful poem. I love love it :)
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 6:05 AM
Those memories of eating delightfully sweet mangoes are very special. Glad you too cherished them on your island. Thank you my friend for your kind remarks. Much appreciate, Akkina.
Nicole Avatar
January 13, 2021 at 7:58 PM
"Beneath that Mango Tree, I cherish my treasured memories" I am wrapping this thought gently around me. You paint such vivid images my dear sweet friend. I am smiling along with you. This is beautiful in so many amazing ways. :) Brandy
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 6:01 AM
Many thanks my dear friend. Always happy to read your kind remarks. Much appreciate, Brandy.
Cunningham Avatar
January 13, 2021 at 2:49 PM
Happy memories for sure Vijay, now I've got that song playing in my head. Beautiful write. Tom
Pandit Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 6:00 AM
Thank you Tom. Much appreciate, as always.
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