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The Shade

Something that happened near my home inspired this poem. It was the needless cutting down of a beautiful Bougainvillea plant.

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It had pink flowers

Drooping down with leaves

Its slim branches hung like art

We loved it with all our heart..


It homed the sparrows

Who lived in bliss

Rushing in and out through the air

They returned every eve to their lair.


They chattered in loud screeches

The bikers passed by in their breeches

Lovers stood under its bower

The cat merrily sang a song so sour.


A little maiden saw the sight

Picked up the sheds

And put on the right side

Her pigtails hung from left to right

She waited beneath it every day

For her ride.


The women made head bands

All scarlet and grand

The tweets called it home

A better cave than Rome.


Then one day

On a gruesome night

Came the men

To clean it up tight.


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They poked and prodded

Cut and burnt it

To save the light

And shrug the little ones’ plight.


The sparrows returned to a barren patch

To find their beds all scattered

Along with the broken shells

That did not hatch.


The ground was a bed of fresh bloom

Butchered to a degree of extreme gloom

The lovers came no more

Neither did the sparrows

Like a ghost undone

The space where stood the lovely Bougainvillea

Now lay concrete like a snazzy little fella.

© 2019 Tiyasha Maitra

Comments

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on October 29, 2019:

Thanks Chitangada. It was a sad day for everyone in our housing complex. The tree was with us for many years.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on October 29, 2019:

Nice and beautifully expressed poem! How sad to see a fully grown bougainvillea with lovely blossoms, being cut like that.

I have a little garden and I love to see my flowers and plants grow.

Well composed poem with a valuable message. Thanks for sharing.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on October 22, 2019:

Thanks Ogbonnaya. It was a very sad incident indeed.

Poeticnurse from Nigeria on October 22, 2019:

A lovely read Tiyasha. So sad such beauty was destroyed. It felt like I was right there.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on October 22, 2019:

Thanks Mr. Hansen. It was a beautiful thing and my mum and I were awfully sad when the disaster happened.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on October 22, 2019:

I love bougainvillea and this poem just mad me sad that such a lovely bush would be destroyed, no longer to provide its beauty, shelter, or a home to the sparrows. Nice work, Tiyasha.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on October 21, 2019:

You are right Lora. In fact every time I go to a hill town it breaks my heart to see brown patches on the beautiful lush Himalayas.

Lora Hollings on October 21, 2019:

A very lovely but sad poem that depicts mankind's little regard for nature and the future. I have a beautiful bougainvillea bush that looks just like this one. I can't image my yard without it! It would be such a loss. Excellent work! Thanks for sharing.