Route to Roots

Whenever he sees children
playing and giggling in gardens,
malls, streets or nearby,
or gathering around
the icecream or balloon seller
or in the kid’s area,
he just stands behind a wall
looking sheepishly
at those carefree kids,
missing his own old days
now in this old age…

He wishes to go back in time
to be a child again,
to live his childhood once again,
to play with kids like a kid,
but he is cold-shouldered
being unfit for them…

He wants to play naughty pranks,
but is often berated
by his own near and dear ones
for being so childish…

Should he resign to his fate,
it crosses his mind,
should he accept himself
as an outcast or worthless,
labelled as an old man?
How can he change himself
and why?

No, that’s not he is meant for,
he is not a leaf
that he should pale and wait
for the day of his fall,
he knows the root of the matter
and discovers his strength
in the weakness shown by others…

He wishes now
to be a part of roots,
that will remain grounded,  
in the company
of his leaves, flowers and fruits,
as also of roots of his fellow trees...

–Kaushal Kishore

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  1. Goodness, Kaushal, what humain poet this is! It happens to so many old people
    and it shouldn’t. The young generation would not be here if it was not for the previous one. As I love trees so much, your verses about the roots of one tree supporting others by the root’s connection are not only factual
    but beautiful and resonate with me. Thank you!


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    1. Yes, Joanna, we had discussed as to how roots talk to one another. That’s why wonders of nature are so wonderful. You’re right regarding the young generation, but this poem was inspired by an old man, who once gloomily said to me, “After 75, it hardly matters whether one is there or not.” I’m glad you liked it. Thank you, Joanna!


  2. Kaushal, what a wonderful poem! I’m sure you must have read the science that shows that trees are connected to each other via mycorrhiza! Have you read about the Mother Tree (Finding the Mother Tree by Suzanne Simard)? 🙏🙏🙏

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    1. I have read many articles on the subject, Ashley, but not Suzanne Simard’s book. But now I’ll make it a point to read it. Thanks so much for telling me. Much appreciated 🙏💐

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    1. Thank you very very much for such generous words that brightened my day. In fact it shows your graciousness. Much much appreciated 🙏💐


  3. Very melancholy feel to this one, KK! I think everyone should retain the ability to let loose and play…why do only children get to splash in puddles, or dance in the rain? I believe his near and dear ones need to be reminded that without roots, a plant will wither and die…..
    Very well written 💞💞💞

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    1. I can very well understand your feelings, Dawn, but when we come across such cases in our society and even in our vicinity, it pains. I had written this poem based on my interaction with such a person who is 78 now.
      Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts 💕💕💐

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