Tree

This painting inspired and instilled me with some words of appreciation. The importance of little unnoticed things but having greater face value, if we connect with nature  then surely peace accompanies.

This painting just did not pop up as is it is but painted magnificently with the ink pouring from the heart of Miss Nandita Gupta  from the poetic periscope. She is definitely not the one to meddle with obsolete and trash talks, she is a student of science and a topper in her school right now.

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Nandita Gupta

All thanks to her for letting me use her painting

 

The tree with life standing with evergreen  delight, 

Spreading out the Tenebrous branches 

Absorbing rays of quantized sunshine. 

Oft’n hit by storms and wild breeze 

Still furiously wavering its gleeful leaves. 

Gerrymandering down in the heart of the earth  

Meadering gallantly withering stubborn stones 

Sustaining and anchoring against the tempus blow 

Miniature were they, tiny little cute radicle, 

Now moving with great might and force. 

They stand in the darkness and light of fate, 

Acclimatizing with a great meek. 

An archetype of The Creations and a silent oracle. 

They were those who silently gave everything, 

Their enamored shade and fruits we plucked, 

Their twig we broke and insatiny we showed. 

Their silent cries remained unheard

Their sap that oozed out, 

With the pummeling axe,  bloodshed were carried out, 

Unseen by the eyes, when their barks were whipped out. 

Their stem teared unduly for the wood 

Their root uprooted bartering with anthropogenic sinister shade. 

They smiled and so does the nature, 

We befriended the masquerading mates, 

And silenced and aloof from the friend, 

Who once stood with lush green history, 

Neither demands nor complains. 

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