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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350725" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The last thing I have, to offer you</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not long back<br>I was standing tall with<br>My branches spread <br>Upwards, downwards and<br>In all directions sideward </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was green all around my trunk<br>My leaves glittering in the bright sun<br>They fell just after winter<br>Only to strike again with full vigour</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to blossom in yellow<br>With pendant like red dots in the middle<br>And my flowers shared in secret<br>The whispers of young lovers in my town<br>Some offered my flowers to their gods<br>And felt blessed by the divine<br>These flowers attracted insects <br>And colourful butterflies<br>Who returned intoxicated <br>Totally nectar drunk </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I bore cherry red fruits<br>They were feast to sparrows<br>Squirrels and crows<br>Children of the town<br>Squeezed my fruits<br>And enjoyed the sweet flesh <br>Coated over the big seed inside</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My branches housed nests<br>With young birds waiting for<br>Their mother's return to feed them<br>And my thin branches helped <br>These young birds launch their<br>First flights under their mother’s guard</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times over my dark rough bark<br>Snakes ran up to the nests <br>To prey on the eggs and young ones<br>I was happy never once these snakes succeeded</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My roots were ever busy<br>Tapping soil nutrients and <br>Sending them up to each of my tip</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My leaves waved and ensured<br>Regular flow of oxygen rich cool air<br>Adding comfort to those who chose<br>To rest a while beneath my mammoth shadow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was all pleasure for me<br>To see many around me in comfort<br>With whatever I can offer to them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All these came to a sudden end<br>When an unkind lightning struck me<br>I received the shock of my life<br>A hot wave ran through the entire me<br>From the top to the root bottom</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And what happened <br>All functions in me <br>Came to an abrupt end<br>My leaves turned yellow and brown<br>To leave me and they fell in silence<br>My branches dried and turned black<br>The fruits did not ripe<br>I started drying up with no more<br>Supply of water from the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am stark naked standing like a <br>Threatening skeleton<br>Birds, insects and people <br>Do not visit me<br>Am I turning useless</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But let people know I have some thing<br>Also to offer<br>Delay further not and cut me<br>Burn me and enjoy the warmth<br>Of my heat and of my burning heart<br>The last thing I have, to offer you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bashyam+Narayanan">Bashyam Narayanan</a><div class=q>
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I was standing tall with
My branches spread 
Upwards, downwards and
In all directions sideward 

It was green all around my trunk
My leaves glittering in the bright sun
They fell just after winter
Only to strike again with full vigou..."></div>
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