The Story Of a Leaf

OctPoWriMo 2013 Day 7.

I am a dead leaf
A part of the humus now,
Once I was a blooming bud,
Awaiting to be fully grown,
And I started my journey
In this unknown world
as other leaves would do.

With each passing day
I grew
Till one day
I was a big leaf
And like every other leaf
Of the banyan tree
I was given the task
Of food processing.

From morning till
The afternoon
I cooked food,
Night was the only time
I was allowed to rest,
and that part of the day
I did love best.

It was that time
what I called was mine,
And then I talked to
my fellows leaves,
about our lives.

On some days
I listened quietly
To the birds
Who built their nest
On the branches,
Feeding on the fruits
Of the banyan tree,
They talked on various things,
From work to gossips,
And listening to their talks
I dozed off to a deep sleep.

Sometimes,
I watched weary travelers,
Sitting under the tree
Taking rest,
and talking among themselves
of love, life and beyond.


Then one day came the stormy night,
Along with thunder and lightning
Came the rain,
Thunder struck the banyan tree,
Uprooted from the soil
It fell on its face,
And I tore off from my branch
Along my fellow beings
And drifted with the wind
Then I fell on the nearby stream.

For days I floated in the water,
Until one day I reached the shore,
But by that time,
Parts of me was rotten,
And I knew it was time
To go.

Now I am a part of the humus,
And on me new plants grow,
But I wish
Sometimes I lived,
And could watch
my grand children grow.


Today's OctPowriMo's Prompt is to write a narrative poem..and guess what am very happy about the prompt. I have always loved narrative poems and some of my favorite narrative poems are of Robert Browning like"My Last Duchess" or Phophyria's Lover" and many more. So here I am contributing a little part in writing a narrative poem. Hope you all like it.