Close to our ancestral home
Is an ancient champak tree
It now stands almost leafless n’ bare
With its face turned to the sun and sky
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A fine articulation of gratitude. A sensitive poet's wonderful tribute to life.
A wonderful poem, an old champak tree share with us the collection of old memories that too for our three generations. Loved it.
A wonderful poem where a brilliant analogy has been drawn between the old champak tree and the ancestral home resulting in a beautiful synergy.
How many stories it has to tell How many robins roosted in its verdure How many fledglings took wings into the sky, From the tiny nests built on its twigs nice poem...a nostalgic feel............like it
The tree that remembered all the stories and secrets told under it's sprawled shade. Now it has aged and no one to go there for its shade and comfort. Only lasting memories of how welcomed it was. Fading Champaka tree....holding lasting memories. Beautiful write! ! ! Thanks ma!
a superb recollection of childhood memories................now all of it has vanished like a dream...................... ................a beautiful write dear..............
nature accompanying us in a peace with all her bounty oh pity oh pain where we departed to left our ancestral homes to what / and it is only one side of many stories you bounded inside so bright and perfumed with love in
The great reminiscence of a sweet-smelling Champak tree...........Valsa..........every sentence perfumed with fragrant memories.........great write......
How many stories it has to tell Ancestral homes have many stories to tell and now they are desolate and empty. The champak tree is a reminder of the state of affairs. Beautiful poem giving the realities of life. Thank you.
Wonderful champak tree and superb recollection indeed, madam, I think if you were a bird, you would nestle on it. But the present reality is better as that bird would not have written poems on the PH.
Wonderful champak tree and superb recollection indeed, madam, I think if you were a bird, you would nestle on it. But the present reality is better as that bird would not have written poems on the PH.
A fantastic expression has been made on Champak treee which is evergreen tree, known for its strongly fragrant yellow or white flowers. All memories of the childhood are attached herewith. I cite... This tree is so much like my ancestral home Once the seat of life and bounty Now lying desolate and empty Stays spreading memories fragrant! Beautiful poem.