He stood alone on the hill,
through dusk to dawn
His roots dug deep,
deeper into thoughts
Thoughts of sunlight,
and the rays of hope
For his progenitors,
for the leaves, the branches
Thoughts of monsoon,
when summers pinched
And of winters,
When rains soaked his tears
He was always thinking,
for he was The Oak Tree
He was proud of the leaves,
that spawned his shadow
He endowed branches,
that unified his euphoria
The roots were his strength,
his indelible self
The only hope,
that touched his revere
He always loved them,
for he was The Oak Tree
He braved ages,
and the swindling time
He fought the storm,
the drought and the quivers
To strangers he bore resilience,
a resilience against the blistering swelter
He was always like this,
for he was The Oak Tree
His leaves changed color,
much like the weather
The branches tore his skin,
he wanted them to brave his age
Deserted he stood,
with his shadow
For his good days,
for leaves and birds and greenery
He always waited,
for he was The Oak Tree
There was a friend, a brother
a father, and a lover
for there was “The Oak Tree…”
Loved the poem!!
Thanks Raechel! 🙂
Loved this one. So very touching and sweet.
Thanks sush!
The poem just soothes out and takes you with the flow… I wonder how you write like that at such a young age!! such deep thoughts!
Well that was generously amazing feedback 🙂 thanks! and BTW age is just a number 😀
i agree with Mr Verghease the flow of the poem just moves you through…very nice!
Thanks Sanchit 🙂
Lovely thought and deep verses! Loved your posts!
Keep posting your feelings! Looking forward to reading them!
Indie! 🙂
Thnx for the feedback Indie 🙂
contrasts n similies n beligerence…..perfect!
Thanks sir 🙂
Hi,
you write real good poems, i quite like the depth in your words. Although you are doing well, i would suggest if you study a deeper verses of literature that will refine things further. wish you luck
Andrew
Hi Andrew,
Thanks a lot for your suggestions! I really appreciate that you took out some time 🙂 In fact even i was planning to go for a literature course, being from Biotech+IT+Marketing i really dont have that hold on the subject 😀
Thanks,
Piyush
Very nice poem, what depth
Thanks buddy 🙂
Hello Noju.
I just loved this poem…. <3
when rain soaked his tears
he was always thinking, for he was the Oak Tree.
he braved ages,
and he swindling time
he fought the storm,
He always "Waited" for he was the Oak tree.
There was a friend, a brother
a father, and a lover
for there was “The Oak Tree…”
Liked all these lines from the poem.. somewhere deep inside, this all touched my soul…
🙂
Very Nice.
Thanks mone, your appreciation matters 🙂 Glad you finally read it 😉
It gave me the ultimate strength, courage and motivation to withstand the storm and all the challenges of life, face them as they come… it inspired me to be that ‘OAK TREE’.
Thanks man…u understood the point “The oak tree” wanted to highlight.. 🙂
This is what life celebrated on earth well defined. God bless you for this great poem. I dedicate it to my dad and every leader that has worked hard for his led.
Thanks for the wonderful comment 🙂
Welcome to the blog
I like to read this poem again and again.
I am glad u like it brother 🙂