yes I am a tree.

Poem personifies a tree and describes all the emotions which a tree experiences but can't express it like us.

It's been forty five years now , when once i was a young seed
I have seen all those springs when i was lavishing green
also I've witnessed all those autumns when leaf less I was so lean.
I have restored all those cheerful plays of little ones
Also I've secretly kept all those love portions.
I've felt those shakes in my heads when birds perched on me
Those little eggs cracking into little birds as if I was a womb not tree.
The little girl who once swung on my branches with all excite and speed.
Has today made a 'bandanvar' out of my leaves as she is getting married.
The little boy who once boasted of climbing my top and felt so bold,
Today again recited the same story but in front of his five year old.
Yes I am a tree tall and green , who only waves with streams,
Yes I am a tree slightly bent, who only makes a sound of rustling of leaves.
But I've stored several emotions which even you can't feel.
I may not respond to your joys and hugs, but I wave with zeal.
Yes I am a tree tall and green,I've seen all that which even humans haven't seen.

Author's Note

I have posted here for the first time . I have intentionally kept the language simple and straight so that everyone can relate with it. Kindly submit your opinion about my work.

~Rishabh