When the bark of the sagwan
was brown and dark,
it stood in the storm
like a rock.
Withstanding all the seasons ,
firm and tough
the bark was considered
for long.
A hollowness now creates
inside
amidst the forest,
like a dungeon
in a cave.
White flowers swung
with light fragrance,
ready is the mighty ,
to be cut and laid…
the enormity of sagwan
forever remains,
like a lore
in the forest tales.
Sagwan: teak tree
soumyav 