Island, Seeker and Solace

Simple strips,
Some woods and shrubs.
Deserted or inhabited,
Explored or not.
They have a certain character,
A saintly serenity.
it is there like a sage, ever waiting
To embrace those lost sailors
Coming washed ashore.
An isle of hope
A solace to swim to at deluge
Imagine a solitary tree in an arid stretch
Upon which the birds flock in and
Gleefully chirp their long
Tales of woes away.
Just as much as the birds yearn

For a wood in a long flight
A Tree too longs for such a pleasant
Breach in its solitary penance.
It is a seeker as well a solace
Just as everyone
Is an island
In their own right.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book Songs of a Solitary Tree: Graphical Verses of Sublime Snippets

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Arun M Sivakrishna

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A reluctant writer and a sunday photographer. Recently published a collection of poems "Songs Of A Solitary Tree". Writes in English and malayalam
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Laya Sarath

LOvely Arun chetta…

Shamala Chandran

Beautiful island images crossed my mind…thanks for painting such vivid pictures…


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