Curry Leaf Tree
It must be because
I have not seen a lush curry leaf tree
For the last 6 years
That I always watered
A curry leaf tree
In my mind of minds
Daily it flourishes,
Getting greener and greener
There is no distinction
Between strangers or close ones, Everyone who saw it
Used to take its leaves
It will bow down
In front of those
Who cannot reach the branches,
So that they can snap the twigs again and again
When the smell of curry spreads,
All houses, along with the kids,
Will become strange,
Spreading a lot of happiness
Let them call my darling leaves ‘curry leaves’
Don’t cry, my children
Neem tree
For the last 6 years,
What is observed with a full heart
Is neem trees
Standing row upon row
Whenver possible,
I will fit into its shade
If no one saw me,
I Give a kiss
You should see the smile
Exposing its light green gum
Then
How many came,
How many went
Feel sad
When I see the detachment of the graying leaves,
“Come if you must,
Stay if you will,
Go if that is what you wish”
Isn’t this what your body language speak
Standing there?
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC
Curry Leaf Tree
It must be because
I have not seen a lush curry leaf tree
For the last 6 years
That I always watered
A curry leaf tree
In my mind of minds
Daily it flourishes,
Getting greener and greener
There is no distinction
Between strangers or close ones, Everyone who saw it
Used to take its leaves
It will bow down
In front of those
Who cannot reach the branches,
So that they can snap the twigs again and again
When the smell of curry spreads,
All houses, along with the kids,
Will become strange,
Spreading a lot of happiness
Let them call my darling leaves ‘curry leaves’
Don’t cry, my children
Neem tree
For the last 6 years,
What is observed with a full heart
Is neem trees
Standing row upon row
Whenver possible,
I will fit into its shade
If no one saw me,
I Give a kiss
You should see the smile
Exposing its light green gum
Then
How many came,
How many went
Feel sad
When I see the detachment of the graying leaves,
“Come if you must,
Stay if you will,
Go if that is what you wish”
Isn’t this what your body language speak
Standing there?
Translation : Anitha Varma
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