Raghavan Warrier - Only Tree in a Lonely Desert

Stingy green
Dirty brown

An arrogant girl
In a man’s world.

A Drop of green
From God’s palette.

The break of planes
For painter’s brush.

A Poignant still
For a movie’s climax.

Landmark to guide
Lost traveler.

A physical marker
For Bomber’s radar.

The proof of sanity
Amidst, ocean of cruelty.

Not the lusty tree, which tickled, Eve’s nipples.
Not the lucky tree, which witnessed, Budha wake up.
Not the guilty tree, which rested, the soul of Saviour.
Nor a happy tree, which shaded, the resting Prophet.

Resilient to prove
Hitler’s theory.

Boorish bully
Banished from forest’s chat room.

Uncouth specimen, unfit for gardens
Roguish host, greets you with thorns
Depressed girl of suppressed passions
Orphaned child with a violent rage

Still I like the lonely tree
Breath of life in the furnace of sand
Dream of a forest
In the middle of a desert.

Raghavan Warrier

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