Banyan Tree
Banyan tree, banyan tree
that century old banyan tree
standing grandeurly for us to see
banyan tree, banyan tree.
Cool breeze passing through
seeking blessings of banyan tree
branches shaking in approval
banyan tree, banyan tree.
Glassy green with majestic trunk
touching the earth, not breaking free
shelter home for different birds
banyan tree, banyan tree.
Yellowish streaks, some with reddish tinge
welcome every season with a glee
symbol of eternal life
banyan tree, banyan tree.
Shedding leaves, like tears falling
a grandfather lamenting on its knees
new plants cuddling around
banyan tree, banyan tree.
Lord Buddha became its buddy
meditation was the only key
peace you get underneath
that is why it is banyan tree.
Banyan tree, banyan tree
wish fullfilling, it is banyan tree
just pray here and let you see
Banyan tree, banyan tree.
A life giver and just for free
Banyan is my national pride
preserve these at any cost
don't commit a homicide?
God blessed us with banyan tree
heat absorbing banyan tree
has healing powers this banyan tree
banyan tree, banyan tree.
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Sonnet- Nature Is Wonderful
A Banyan sapling's growing on the wall;
From near the drainage-pipe, luxuriantly;
Astonishing the people near-by all;
Its trunk looks almost like a mini-tree.
Look how, the leaves appear so verdant, stiff;
The aerial roots are three metres in length;
The tree looks gorgeous as if on a cliff;
And everyday, God gives it greater strength.
Bless'd is the Bird who spat the Banyan-seed;
Thanks to the water o'er-flowing from tank;
'Tis photo-synthesis, soil-less, indeed;
It cant grow fast like ones on River-bank.
But if the roots manage to reach the ground,
The tree will live a thousand years, ‘Tis found.
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Peacocks and Nightingales
Danseuse peacocks frequently assembled
Under an arbour of a banyan tree
And enacted among themselves their skills.
Each came with mind and eye set on
Its feat and went with no notice on others feet.
Melody queen nightingales often gathered
Upon lush branches of a banyan tree
And recited among themselves their skills.
Each came with mind and ear set on its tone
And went with no effect from others’notes.
Peacocks and nightingales for dance and music
Aren’t good audience; it must be ducks and doves.
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Coo coo coo
Coo coo coo
somewhere here and there
At my mango tree somewhere
At my neemtree somewhere
At my banyan tree somewhere
At my bael tree somewhere
Somewhere somewhere somewhere
Coo coo coo.
This song is yours
This song is mine
This is our song
We all are here
This is ours
Our life is here.
Coo coo coo
Everywhere I wander
Wonder and wonder
unable to move but stay
Here I am with my
Lost time and space hay.
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Get The Trees Wedded, Be Blessed
Carrying on with the wedded dolls
Once all were we kids
Had we any to disclose
The dolls to wed reasons?
What the reason sparrow marries crow
Pongal blessings we how borrow
Just tradition that custom perpetuates
Logic have we any to discourse?
And drive the drought wedded the donkeys
Thrive by the thought myriad ways
Why they taught old years' sentiments
Do ask we our immeasurable doubts?
Laugh off and shirk, don't we?
Yet get the trees three wedded
Sure we be blessed
Peepul to neem, peepul to banyan
Ceremony like man and woman conjoin
Matters not who to whom the matrimony
Spin around the trees breathing in the air free
Myth doeth guide us warded off evil
Lores fill with babies women fertile
And thank then the air the neem
Purifies, consecrates to gleem
True, this and that of the tree whole
Fit with humans properties medicinal
Born under the shade of a banyan
Like Krishna kids celestial in sworn
Root to top of banyan
Help cleansing toe to head pollution
Tree of wisdom the peepul
Envisioned the sages aerial
Curative qualities peepul's natural
Enlightened Buddhas many on earth eternal
Plant them, grow them friends
A pharmacy of nature in abundance
Get them wedded; Their myths and lores..
Let be; Let be too their medicinal scores
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An Old Banyan Tree
An old banyan tree,
Sign of strength and unity,
Her roots grow thickly.
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Flickering Lust
The mind creates
withdrawn to its own pleasures
a green thought
behind the banyan tree
behind the flickering lust
-R.K.SINGH
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A victory flag will fly with democracy
There are so many falling roots in our banyan tree
We are the younger roots among these ones;
If these roots are anchored in the land,
it is an array of strengthening the
principal root of that tree;
Then - a victory flag will fly
Over the root that forms an array;
On top of it - frontal area of the flag -
There will be three thilaks - these are
FREEDOM
DEMOCRACY
SOCIALISM.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Banyan Tree
Earth needs seed,
Seeds need mud
Thought needs eyes to behold
Out of conceived thoughts
An artist sprouts
A plant grows and grows
Becomes the Banyan Tree
No care is needed than//
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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The Banyan Tree Vavroovahana Patra
Banyan tree looks beautiful;
Birds fly on the tree are delightful.
Beauteous is the environment;
Beautiful leaves provide merriment.
Green trees provide oxygen daily;
God guys and girls rest beneath the tree gaily.
Glad lovers derive peace;
Glamorous atmosphere provides Divine Bliss.
Valley’s trees attract travelers;
Valiant poets enjoy the beauty with pleasure.
Various birds play on the tree gaily;
Vagabond boys enjoy the beauty enthusiastically.
The tree on road side entices women, men daily;
Travelers enjoy the beauty gaily.
Birds fly gleefully;
Children plays beneath the tree pleasantly.
Nature lures all travelers;
Provides peace pleasure.
Beauty of Nature is enticing;
Poets are delighting.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Bonsai
and why
betty should i settle
for the lesser dreams
of this bonsai?
why should
i distort my growth
in your view
of a miniaturized
world
when i can have
hands as big
and as spread
as the roots
of a banyan tree
when i can have
tendrils and tips
as free as
wild to touch
the blue clouds
hanging
on a cliff?
let me be,
you do not own me.
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Bikku under the Bodhi Tree
yogi under the banyan tree
yogi under the bodhi tree
bikku under the banyan tree
waiting for release
bikku in blissful nibbhana
yogi in extinguishing moksha
Penniless poet under the tenement roof
Jazz organist under the pavement sky
Struggling novelist under the Riviera blue
Russian ballerina under the American umbrella
Apprentice painter under the Sistine Chapel
Sculptor Underground
waiting for the agent's call
burning Anne Frank manuscripts in an air-raid fire
singular melodies drowned in the descending drone
Kafka writing without a morrow
van Gogh dabbing his tormented palette under the Arles sun
Sartre turning the Nobel Prize down for teenage girls
Siddhartha abandoning his body's palace for the people's pain
the common man unable to abandon his workload family
bikku under the bodhi tree
his body shrivelled under the saffron robe
his begging bowl filled by karma-earning hands
the last trichinosis-filled moksha meal
bikku rising on a thousand-petalled flower
bikku piercing through the cakras' splendrous colours
bikku on a burning pyre
(©: T. Wignesan 1992 & April 29,1997, Paris, from the Sequence/Collection: 'Words for a Lost Sub-Continent' and in the collection: longhand notes (a binding of poems) ,1999.)
poem by T. Wignesan
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An Old Poem
an old man
walks downhill
following the path
that he once
prided
at the foot
of the hill lies the
six-foot hole
on the side
is the banyan tree
climbed by
this persistent vine
with white flowers
the place is calm
butterflies pay it
more visits.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The childhood friendship
A cycas plant and a coconut plant
Have shared the same nursery.
A mango seed and a banyan seed
Have shared the same germination bed.
They all went to grow severally.
Only the cycas and the mango
Enjoyed remembering their erstwhile
Companions, coconut and banyan.
04.02.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Really
Really it is
difficult to lough
and wish hello.
Here the banyan tree
defeated.
here people say
liar.
To say and
not to say
is difficult.
To stay is easy
difficult to
stay with happy.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The silent eyes
Lying on a cot
Under the banyan tree
Deep in thoughts
The frail old poor man
Who had not eaten
For two days
Had nothing else to do
Except asking himself
What else should I do?
The silent eyes
Ready to shed tears
Were speaking loudly
Without any noise
Expressing
The anguish of the
Broken heart and
Worried mind
Praying to god
Oh lord,
Please relieve me of
My miseries
I can't bear them
Now
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Ban Ki Moon
Ban Ki Moon is on top of the moon he flops
From this wine splashed peace conference
To the next lopsided peace conference
Where Ban Ki Moon is you're sure for sure
To find old gray bearded silly Kofi Annan
Where Moon sips sake under the banyan tree
You'll find Annan under the baobao tree
They preach a lot of baseless senselessness
The world wants to drink from the cup of peace
Under Moon it gets the broken bones of Iraqi kids
Ban Ki Moon and Kofi Annan...they so levitate
Between decision and indecision it's crazy madly
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Missing Couple
Beginning unknown:
Still the canoe floated
The calluses paddled.
Sunny days and moonless nights
I have watched them floating
On the river meandering.
The canoe rose and fell
On the wavelets ten thousand times
During the springs.
Black the hairs were;
Many winters passed;
Now snow white being exposed.
Narrow escapes
From the maelstroms unexpected,
And forward floated.
A long voyage; two together;
Funeral feast smells;
They drink to the lees.
A long missing; I think I see them again
Rest under the holy banyan tree;
Empty canoe tied to the tree.
poem by Fabiyas M V
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The Gardener XIII: I Asked Nothing
I asked nothing, only stood at the
edge of the wood behind the tree.
Languor was still upon the eyes
of the dawn, and the dew in the air.
The lazy smell of the damp grass
hung in the thin mist above the earth.
Under the banyan tree you were
milking the cow with your hands,
tender and fresh as butter.
And I was standing still.
I did not say a word. It was the
bird that sang unseen from the thicket.
The mango tree was shedding its
flowers upon the village road, and the
bees came humming one by one.
On the side of the pond the gate of
Shiva's temple was opened and the
worshipper had begun his chants.
With the vessel on your lap you
were milking the cow.
I stood with my empty can.
I did not come near you.
The sky woke with the sound of
the gong at the temple.
The dust was raised in the road
from the hoofs of the driven cattle.
With the gurgling pitchers at their
hips, women came from the river.
Your bracelets were jingling, and
foam brimming over the jar.
The morning wore on and I did not
come near you.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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When I was only three I planted a tree
When I was three I planted a tree. This was my tree and together we would always be. I gave it love and it to me, and so we were happy, me and my tree.
Then one day they came to see me and my tree. Men with no faces, and they said to me, you must go, and leave this tree.
Buy why I ask. For we've done no harm. Me and my tree, please let us be.
So they left us alone, me and my tree, but only for a while but I could not see.
Then one day they came and took me away. My tree was needed to save the day. Goods it will make it makes perfect sense. So we will take this tree, for wood we need. And so it was done, they took my tree.
And now I look around, my tree I no longer see. Taken from, this tree I planted when I was three.
poem by Brad Milner
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Entangled By Old Roots
time knows how to choke a face
like yours
time like roots of the banyan tree
smothers a face like yours
and you let it be
as you close your eyes and surrender
to this kind of death that for all these years
you have been asking
in your hundred patient prayers
your face is this stone
and these roots have entangled
what you do not really own
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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