A dejected Mango treeA Poem by Deepika
I'm just fed up of standing at a
place all the time, Curtailing the wind's freedom
with my stretched arm, Though I'm not as light to float
like those love birds, I Envy heavy Elephants that
stroll leisurely in the woods!
I'm bound to tolerate the Imps
that throw stones at me, Or the Dogs that find my roots
cozy to dirt and pee, Or the Squirrels that peck at my
fruits, And throw them off when they
taste sour; Or the Ants that make holes at
my roots, And cause tingle by marching all
over;
I'll have to wait till the sky
realizes I'm thirsty, Can't plead the sun to be cool
when she's red angry, Can't lie down like you when I'm
not doing well, I'm sure to be mistaken for a
lazy log and put on a sale!
Though the birds decorate me
with their cages, They shift someday while I
remain rooted here for ages, I have no one who could hug me
and say: "I'm there with you till your
doomsday!"
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