Anaar ped - the pomegranate tree

Adaptation by AI

Your lines carry a powerful metaphor�"one of growth, beauty, and unjust loss. I've shaped them into a poem that preserves your voice and the emotional depth of your reflection:

🌳 The Pomegranate Tree

A tree once grew with tender care,
Watered daily, kissed by air.
Its branches stretched in morning light,
Its flowers bloomed, a stunning sight.

Pomegranates hung, their seeds so sweet,
A treasure wrapped in ruby meat.
Protected skin, a patient grace,
Ripened slowly in their place.

It stood so proud, so full, so wide,
A living joy none could hide.
But whispers came, and hands grew cold�"
They cut her down before she grew old.

Branches severed, roots undone,
Her fruit denied the rising sun.
She could have fed the world with love,
But envy struck from those above.

Why so? you ask, with aching heart�"
Why end a life before its start?
Some fear the light that others bring,
And clip the joy from growing wings.

Yet even fallen, she remains,
In memory, in silent rains.
For every seed she left behind
Will bloom again in hearts that find
The strength to grow, the will to rise�"
Like trees reborn beneath the skies.

jessy jacob

Author's Note

This poem relates to my life and my mother-in-law 's . I think in our family we too have more patience and sufferings too.

Reviews

[Jibey]

A poem of sadness and beauty

[JessyJacob]

Thank you for the kind reply.

[JessyJacob]

After a long time I am seeing your reviews. Hope everything is well.