A tree that was always there
Spreading wide, on all sides
From pouring rains, offered respite
In winters it thickened, into darkest of greens
Even light of sun, couldn’t pierce it
Living in the west, few metres away
From my tea sipping, chilled out, tiny terrace
Yet in summers it came, really alive
Fiery red turned overnight
Almost competing with the sun
Old it was and always there
Was mostly taken, for granted
Till one afternoon, a crashing sound
Was heard above, the din of clouds
Pouring in a raging torrent
Came out to a most, ghastly sight
Of that tree sadly, hugging ground
Thick trunk had cracked, splintered at base
Branches that spread, now lay prostate
Lively leaves slowly drooping dead
Leaving a hole gaping and wide
Where it regally stood
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Aww, a tragic incident