Even the trees

It was a quiet morning, the silence unwilful,

It was not because of the rain, or the scorching heat that hurt at times,

It was something else,

I couldn’t figure out why.

.

Now, the trees that witnessed what went on,

Some outgrew generations past, now standing into the present,

Some with rotting wood where the damp had found a place to grow,

Some, their roots visible on the tarmac and roads.

.

Once, the branches swayed to the winds,

There was a reason to come out to play,

That reason had been taken away,

A whisper had turned into thunder,

The men of a caste began a conquering,

The aftereffects lingered today.

You and I, the benefactors, of an untiring, reckless,

dream of men who overthrow.

.

Wars and sounds of guns were heard,

Even from the distant lands,

The blood spills onto peaceful footage,

And holds hostage their land.

.

In places of war, the pandemic reigns not,

I wonder why that is so.

-shobana-

I’m so excited because my book, As Delicate as Snow, was just nominated for the 2021 Readers Choice Awards contest by TCK Publishing!
Please vote for it here to make it a WINNER. Thank you for your support.
Here’s how:
1. Go to the link above
2. Go to page 7/16 – Romance category
3. Press the book link under As Delicate as Snow
You can read the story on Kindle Unlimited for free, USD0.99 on Kindle. Paperback edition is available here.

12 Comments on “Even the trees

  1. The last two lines left me numb and confused. I think you’ve asked a very valid question. Even misery has a hierarchy level. Beautiful writing that encapsulates the destruction of peace and harmony. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: