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A Thick-Trunked Bond

In the mid-summer heat, amongst a forest I walked,
Staring at the strong-trunked, diverse species of trees
And I bonded along with them for the rest of the day 
I gave them sweet company until I turned to leave.

In the midst of autumn breeze, I came back to my forest 
To check in on my ever-standing tree companions,
And to my surprise, they had dyed themselves bright 
A vibrant, vibrant hue of the striking colour orange.

In the medial of winter's blizzards, I returned to my forest
And sobbed as I found the trees standing, but now leafless 
I hugged a trunk, feeling an instant cold emptiness 
And I went back home with a heart full of regret.

In the midpoint of calm spring season, I walked to the forest 
To meet my once tree friends, to wish them all the best 
And to my utter joy, I found them standing yet again 
And this time, with life, with leaves, fruits and nests.

In the time I call many years later, I returned to my forest,
Hoping that after so many untouched days, the trees still stand 
But when I went there the forest had been uplifted 
With no trees to be seen; but an array of vast emptiness.

As I wept over my trees, the trees I'd seen every season
Every season except for that of the years in the very recent past 
I returned yet again, hoping to find the trees have reappeared 
But what has gone has gone, I suppose, and the trees have left;
Nothing shall outlast.

In the years after the trees' departure, I strolled across the former forest,
Now a thriving meadow with beautiful grasses and plants and flowers
I bonded with them careful not to get too close and,
I marvelled at what the trees had given and what I'd got;
And what had been taken.

But as for the memory of the trees, imprinted in my own mind,
They shall reside there forever, nothing can erase them,
And the times I spent, bonding with my companions,
Well, they shall remain as memories; lost 
But never forgotten.

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  1. AnonymousFebruary 18, 2025 at 8:29 PM

    Very nice. Man is a social animal. Everyone needs a companion to share our feeling both sad and happy. Ok. Very good. Keep it up. Nature is a treasure which gives us pleasure beyond measure and enjoy in leisure.it takes away our pressure but give us ever lasting happiness

    Babu Thatha

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  2. T.SrinivasanFebruary 18, 2025 at 8:43 PM

    Tears rolling from my eyes on reading this wonderful poem with a very good message that good
    touching memories. Super Shriyandhaa you have given the seasonal changes occurring in a tree and it's effect in our mind. Also the transformation of the place as green meadow really a positive thought. I liked this expressive poem very much. Guruvayoor Appan is your best company and showers HIS Blessings
    From
    Pushpa Patti

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