I have seen them strutting nestled in arms
displaying proudly their wiles and charms
I have seen them settled in a lady's hair
chatting in the company of people fair
I've seen them gleaming in grand bazaars
Out doing a chandelier's crystal stars
But I cannot remember when last I saw
One in a meadow, earth wet from rain
spangled with dew
hidden from view
It has been long
but if I were there today
I'd go on my knees and say
"You look best where you belong"
displaying proudly their wiles and charms
I have seen them settled in a lady's hair
chatting in the company of people fair
I've seen them gleaming in grand bazaars
Out doing a chandelier's crystal stars
But I cannot remember when last I saw
One in a meadow, earth wet from rain
spangled with dew
hidden from view
It has been long
but if I were there today
I'd go on my knees and say
"You look best where you belong"
haha yeah coincidence !! But your poem is about flowers and mine is about the lack of them.
ReplyDeleteIt is strange what moves a person to poetry, is so different at different times.
One in a meadow, earth wet from rain
spangled with dew
hidden from view
loved those lines !!
Really nice lines :)
ReplyDeleteReally nice but I'd digress a bit.
ReplyDeleteThey look nice when you see them on your desk. They bring a smile when you find a dried one among the book leafs, they beautify and complete a marriage and death ceremony equally and also find the place in a temple right at god's feet. Have a lady carry them and you'd think the she has turned prettier. i think its the flowers - they just seem to make everything nice and when they are on the plant, well, their purpose isn't really solved.
Stranger are ways of life - for a flower, I think it lives only after its plucked away!
wah yaar tu to bada poet ban gaya!
ReplyDeleteAwesome!
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