Banyan Tree Poems - Poems about Banyan Tree

A majestic banyan tree standing tall and free, Ages old, witnessing my life's journey . In the lane's corner, its presence stays, Reminding me of trajectory of happiness and sorrows. I reminisce sitting by my bunglow's windowpane, Watching roots curled deep, like life's enduring strain. Birds nesting high, their songs so sweet, Leaves fluttering green, and children squealing with delight...

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I’ve walked Many a mile Since every Rainbow’s End Was just a wish away Every pot of gold Has stayed a wish ahead I’ve walked Many a mile Through smoke-filled haze And alcoholic daze Melody now gone From lonesome cities I took no time To listen then Now I’ll sit a while By the Banyan Tree Draw its cosmic force Replenish my spirit My energy Journey on to Find hope at The Rainbow’s...

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Me and memories There I stand, No, not amidst the chaos!! But by the side of a coffee shop. I hardly change even as years pass by; Expressionless, lofty being, I say! Sipping their coffee or tea Some tiny creatures encircle me, Perhaps for my shed and bench to settle; Still never one way, their convos entertain. Oh! There I see, Two birds flying different ways Will...

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The Banyan Tree The banyan tree stands tall, come rain or mighty squall, it rests, serene, but never unseen, its branches guarding us all. BITE SIZE POEM no29 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier Date: 6th December 2021...

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banyan tree forgot about its roots ...

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For two and half centuries standing lone witnessed how people's thought process have grown; Decades of sighting made me to discern the way people behave made me perturb. Is it that the human value system debased; what about the old tradition? Respect for tree missing, they're destroying nature too, creating its annoyance. Migrating birds are avoiding to fly how they'd live, don't know why...

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Overlooked beauty At the backyard of my colony's lane Crumbles an old banyan tree slowly on verge of getting waned Not worthy of a second glance An overlooked beauty as in forgotten time's trance Pulchritude ignored by almost every passer-by Sole witness of ever changing world since ages below heavenly skies Must have given shade to countless travellers in scorching summers Birds slept...

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The story behind this poem The curiosity of many of my readers (many of them women) was excited in my previous poem ‘Passion in Black and White’ POTD 6 March. They wanted to know more about the ‘Magical Tree’ and Café’ in the poem. This is the beginning of the story the grandiose Banyan tree, a...

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The village where my father was born. After many years Still has not changed Except that electricity has arrived , The road blacktopped has deteriorated, And thatched-roof houses are hardly seen. Yet what I...

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A banyan tree in my courtyard That I had planted ten years ago Looks beautiful with its large limbs As if a beauty queen of monsoon Were entering her adolescence It smiles when gusts of cool wind Touch it with adorable feelings Droplets of rain seems curious To entice it with intoxicating gestures When banyan...

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The Banyan Tree I the Atlas carry a home My master strong for his Children seven had built. Shorts and skirts Thunder up my shoulders, All hell let lose, With their galloping horse-hooves, Ride up the stairs full a twenty. Doomsday be here While they make a merry! Platoons of ghosts, Burst through the door, Somersaults quaking me, to and fro. My arms aching in holding...

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Like a Banyan Tree, my roots (seeking rebirth), from eldest, outstretched limbs, descend to a heartening earth. Like a Banyan Tree on hilltop with grand stance, love from embossed gold earth and sky, shall help my soul's expanse. Spirit rustles arches of my highest leaves. Life flows through my core, my dawns, my days, my eves. 6/21/15...

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Feel the ambience grand, Old boughs spread a charm; New era greets span, Dreams in gracious psalms. Blessings from old times, Affluence spreads new trace; Note sensorial chimes, Yield blessings of grace; An old friend my dear, Now calmly awaits. Truth and trust find cheer, Reach a deeper fate; Embrace stillness here, Explain wonders dear. Leon Enriquez 23 February 2015 Singapore...

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big old banyan tree twisted hanging vines ear rings ...

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I am a Banyan tree, More than hundred years old, Near a beautiful lake I stand, In the heart of Mother Nature. During my life span I have seen, Days both good and bad, I have experienced the strong forces of nature, Surviving them courageously. I have grown tall and strong, By drawing nutrients from the guardian soil, Soaking in the moist rainwater, Bathing in the...

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