Poem by Sunita Paul
Flowers
When the day breaks and world wakes
Even the flowers don’t know till date what is in their fate
Where their place will be ,
they wait until destiny lets them see
In temples or funerals
Hospitals where heart fail
In beloved’s hand or pages of a book
In a rich decorative vase with artificial look
Sometimes loved , at times ignored
But a flower never forgets to bloom ,
Be it a sunny day or weather so gloom
Come what may , they wither and decay
But they spread their love and fragrance in their own special way
If they can do then why can’t we
Just live the moment now as we wannabe.
Simple, smooth, easy flowing and lyrical.
Beautiful sunita
excellent wordcraft, great imagery and the theme of the poem. wish you more success, dear poet.
great write, excellent wordcraft. excellent theme and imagery. loved this. wish you more success.
Great write,
Greatly envisioned skywrite!