Banyan Poems | Examples

Grand old banyan tree

A majestic banyan tree standing tall and free,
Ages old, witnessing my  life's journey .
In the lane's corner, its presence stays,
Reminding me of trajectory of  happiness and sorrows.

I reminisce sitting by my bunglow's windowpane,
Watching roots curled deep, like life's enduring strain.
Birds nesting high, their songs so sweet,
Leaves fluttering green, and children squealing with delight  at your feet.

Unfazed by storms or scorching sun's rays,
You stand serene, teaching life's precious ways.
Symbolic of eternity, benevolent and true,
Your roots remind us of our origins anew.

Mystic aura surrounding you ,spiritual feelings rise,
In your shadow, life's lessons unfold before our eyes.
A grand old banyan tree  wise and strong and free,
A testament to life's journey, for me.

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Beside the Banyan trees

You waited for me by the Banyan trees,
their roots dangling in the air,
reaching out to caress your soft skin
glistening in the early morning light.

We’d sit under their shade,
your head placed carefully on my shoulder,
watching the wall of crystal waters that
fell from the towering rock that stretched
to the sky, overgrown and drowning
in evergreen and spread into the spring
in which we dipped our feet on warm days.

With the roar of water falling and crashing
against my ears and the smell of mountain air,
I whispered to you in a rushed breath
I’d adore you until this water decides
to swim upstream.

Then eyes would shut with blissful smiles,
yet I’d wake up to the coldness of the night.

Beside the Banyan trees

You waited for me by the Banyan trees,
their roots dangling in the air,
reaching out to caress your soft skin
glistening in the early morning light.

We’d sit under their shade,
your head placed carefully on my shoulder,
watching the wall of crystal waters that
fell from the towering rock that stretched
to the sky, overgrown and drowning
in evergreen and spread into the spring
in which we dipped our feet on warm days.

With the roar of water falling and crashing
against my ears and the smell of mountain air,
I whispered to you in a rushed breath
I’d adore you until this water decides
to swim upstream.

Then eyes would shut with blissful smiles,
yet I’d wake up to the coldness of the night.

Rainbow's End

I’ve walked	
	Many a mile
Since every Rainbow’s End
	Was just a wish away 
Every pot of gold
	Has stayed a wish ahead
I’ve walked 
	Many a mile
Through smoke-filled haze
	And alcoholic daze
		Melody now gone
	From lonesome cities
I took no time
	To listen then
Now I’ll sit a while 
	By the Banyan Tree 
		Draw its cosmic force
	Replenish my spirit
		My energy
	Journey on to
		Find hope at
			The
		Rainbow’s End

Me and Memories

Me and memories

There I stand,
No, not amidst the chaos!!
But by the side of a coffee shop.
I hardly change even as years pass by;
Expressionless, lofty being, I say!

Sipping their coffee or tea
Some tiny creatures encircle me,
Perhaps for my shed and bench to settle;
Still never one way, their convos entertain.

Oh! There I see,
Two birds flying different ways
Will they come back for my sake?
Another cobweb of doubt,
Waiting for wipeout, with their reunion.

Well! That blooming, informal bond
Between the gardener and his plants,
Watering the roots of knowledge;
Strengthen the purpose of my birthplace.

Right, there I stand,
As a still witness to thousands of memories,
Pictures, bonds, built and broken.
The day ends with the hope of much more;
Questioning the longevity of me and memories...

This poem is about a banyan tree in our college...

The Banyan Tree

The Banyan Tree

The banyan tree stands tall,
come rain or mighty squall,
it rests, serene,
but never unseen,
its branches guarding us all.

BITE SIZE POEM no29 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Date: 6th December 2021

Haiku

banyan tree
                            forgot about its roots
                            joint family

The Great Banyan Tree Speaks :: the Clare Sonnet

For two and half centuries standing lone
witnessed how people's thought process have grown;
Decades of sighting made me to discern
the way people behave made me perturb.
Is it that the human value system
debased; what about the old tradition?
Respect for tree missing, they're destroying
nature too, creating its annoyance.
Migrating birds are avoiding to fly
how they'd live, don't know why people defy.
Trees know their roots maintain stability
but, they forget their root, no dignity.
Trees decide its growth, the ways it'll flourish
but their rude acts divert them from purpose.
~X~X~X~

The Boy In the Banyan

Everlastingly entwined in the Banyan tree.
A royal boy who spurned his rightful throne
in Cadazan, the mythic palace by the sea.

For his childish mistake he'll ever be
Neptune's wrathful object turned to stone.
Everlastingly entwined in the Banyan tree.

Caged, he woefully wails his apology,
Minerva's appeal couldn't make him atone
in Cadazan, the mythic palace by the sea.

Nightly in the wood, hear his plea
where he ran to hide, entangled alone.
Everlastingly entwined in the Banyan tree.

Gods struggle to resolve this hopelessly,
a prince's refusal to guard his kingdom home
in Cadazan, the mythic palace by the sea.

What wisdom in this fantasy does one see?
More empathy Neptune should have shown?
Everlastingly entwined in the Banyan tree,
in Cadazan, the mythic palace by the sea.

Overlooked Beauty

Overlooked beauty

At the backyard of my colony's lane
Crumbles an old banyan tree slowly on verge of getting waned

Not worthy of a second glance
An overlooked beauty as in forgotten time's trance

Pulchritude ignored by almost every passer-by
Sole witness of ever changing world since ages below heavenly skies

Must have given shade to countless travellers in scorching summers
Birds slept safe beneath it's glossy leaves in nights of frigid winters

Still shelter for woodpeckers drumming on it's stiff boughs
Wind passes whistling through it's strewn parched branches on an unending drowse

Last razors of golden sunlight fall on it before melting at distant hillocks
An illusion of spectre forms as aerial roots sway giving fear shocks

Woody trunks hiding in themselves tranquil million stories
An overlooked beauty with fading structure demonstrating old glories

14/11/2018

Big Banyan

BIG BANYAN

              Me, sturdy strong rigid banyan tree
              standing on stream strand in gay and glee.

             My tough roots cling to ground, keep me erect,
              searching nutrients piercing soil perfect.

            Birds chirp, make nest, take rest on branches,
            scatter seeds eating red fruits in bunches.

           My canopy of thick wide leaves on dense-spread,
           provides pedestrian cool comfortable shade.  

           Blessed by long life, enjoying at least hundred years,
           venerable, veteran, vigorous, vivacious.
  
09/17/17

A Banyan Tree In My Courtyard

A banyan tree in my courtyard
 That I had planted ten years ago
 Looks beautiful with its large limbs
 As if a beauty queen of monsoon
 Were entering her adolescence

 It smiles when gusts of cool wind
 Touch it with adorable feelings
 Droplets of rain seems curious
 To entice it with intoxicating gestures

 When banyan tree stretches 
 For soft touch of rain drops
 I may feel its emotions
 When my love touched me first time
 In the college rose garden
 And it was raining then

 And today banyan tree of my courtyard
 Seems matured enough 
 To repeat history of adolescence love
 This amazing monsoon.

The Banyan Tree

The Banyan Tree

I the Atlas carry a home 
My master strong for his
Children seven had built.
Shorts and skirts 
Thunder up my shoulders,
All hell let lose,
With their galloping horse-hooves,
Ride up the stairs full a twenty.
Doomsday be here
While they make a merry!
Platoons of ghosts, 
Burst through the door,
Somersaults quaking me, to and fro.
My arms aching in holding the floor,
Left and right till muscles do tear.
Roaring laughter through
Quaking windows four,
Trap door opens and shuts,
Opens and shuts.
Down they slide from
My shoulder to root,
Clinging and scraping
My shins a many.
One by one upto the stairs 
And down to the root.
Witchcraft and magic
Can save me not
With wizards seven!
The lord I thank thee for the 
Night so starry and breeze so cool!,
Nightly rest to heal my sores,
A generation over, 
Another I do endure.
History changes not 
With more furore!
Stout and and strong,
With roots many more,
I, the Banyan, will shade many more!


Balveen Cheema
September 9, 2015
Competition: Personification

Like a Banyan Tree

Like a Banyan Tree, 
my roots (seeking rebirth),
from eldest, outstretched limbs, descend
to a heartening earth.

Like a Banyan Tree
on hilltop with grand stance,
love from embossed gold earth and sky,
shall help my soul's expanse.

Spirit rustles arches
of my highest leaves.
Life flows through my core,
my dawns, my days, my eves.


6/21/15

Banyan Tree

Feel the ambience grand,
Old boughs spread a charm;
New era greets span,
Dreams in gracious psalms.
Blessings from old times,
Affluence spreads new trace;
Note sensorial chimes,
Yield blessings of grace;
An old friend my dear,
Now calmly awaits.
Truth and trust find cheer,
Reach a deeper fate;
Embrace stillness here,
Explain wonders dear.




Leon Enriquez
23 February 2015
Singapore

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