A Tree


This poem is by Kannada poet Anand Zunjarwad. Posting here because I liked it.

A Tree

(Anand Zunjarwad: omdu mara)

A tree

Was once my cradle;

Who had raised it by watering

I don’t know.

A tree

Is growing somewhere

For my pyre;

Who is raising it by watering it

I don’t know.

I too like all else

Am nourishing some trees by watering them

For what of whom

will they be

I don’t know.

2 responses »

  1. Prashanth,
    Thanx for visiting and the comments. Yes I have the Kannada version. It had appeared in a lit magazine called Samvada long ago. want me to mail it to you?

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