Palm Tree
Palm Tree
This is our favorite tree having seen by us
Ever since the days of my grandfather and ancestors
Growing on the edges of the valleys side,
On a line of row long ones
Body full of black in colour, green leaves in regular shape
At the top of its head teaches many of natures with its beauty
This is many more years passed away, still they are
Standing on earth as a rare of its birth,
As it is an artist of mine, he used to draw these palm trees
In his paintings well known liking on it, we used to express our
Greetings to him praising them
However much rain and storm, attacked these palm trees
They remain unaffected look like black pillars
On earth harden like diamond
Palm leafs are very much useful to write poems, all writings
By the writing nail more than a pen
And processed to keep them safe years together undamaged
Palm leaves are made as a hand fan,
Very nice of it waving wind
Breeze like cool
Once in a year palm fruits are yielded by the tree, they are black
Covered skin, inside full of yellow sweets
Palm juice is very good of drinking, sweeter and medicine like
To drive heat from body
Palm tree is standing on one place, with no movement
Years together, not even a small walk
Crows will build a small gauge and living happily
The sun and the moon used to see these trees
Greeting them for long live
Palm trees are gift by god for us better life
Many years ago before the days of paper age
My grandfather and ancestors used these palm leaves
To write with the help of a nail head and thumb hold
At both ends called writing instrument
Those writings are our paradise, still preserved
Like a writing on stone, as the poets are happy about
Their creations published for everyone
Everyone is having third eye on forehead
As it is known by the palm’s fruit is having three
Seeds to grow again on earth
Palm juice is sweeter and this is with medicine value
Will cure diseases, one can make sweet sugary
To use with coffee or tea what so every drink
Palm woods are very strong as black diamond
Will be used for thatched frames to hold long
And strong enough years together
We make prayers and even worship these trees
As God’s gift
Ayyan dj 11912
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