Poem: The Peepal Tree

Dr. S. Padmapirya

Behold! The creative fort covered by leaves,

With the background of the heavenly aura called sky,

There lie the agile genuine foresters of soft and fresh colours,

Living in harmony with the warps and wefts of the weavers; the spiders,

Listening to the thrushing song of the feathered singer,

Surrounded by sounds of wringling benignity,

With abundance, which always abounds,

I watch a glitter of smile on the yellow wood,

Which looks like gold.

My First collection of poems,
which was published in 2003