The Night Of A Wilted Flower
Like the fish who is drowned in the depths of sea,I am drowned in the depths of my own thoughts.
Like the shadow whose presence is never celebrated,
I am a passing wind invisible yet touching you with tenderness.
Like the stray animal who is starving for food,
I am lost in the verses of my own poem starving for a soulful connection.
Like the ferocious thunderstorm which brought the wrath under the kindness of rainfall,
I am crying the tears of blood under the heaviness of silence.
Like the young cactus glittering under the hot sky in the desert,
I am smiling over the unhealed wounds while corrupting the agonizing pain.
Like the unexplored efforts of a river who connects mountains with sea,
I am faded in the noise of my own city.
Like the torn dreams of a sick & homeless,
I am quenching thirst with the tears of my wounded dreams.
Like a freedom fighter who is on a death row,
I am an idea eternally immortal born to melt the chains of slavery.
Like froth which is destined to die in the lap of his own mother,
I am writing the wails and pain strangulated by my own inherited misery.
Like the uncelebrated birthdays and planned death anniversaries,
I am just a name to be remembered as great grandfather,a drunken father,an unkind neighbour.
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The poem encompasses the all stages of life. The upliftment,the struggles,the hustle,the determination.
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Written on March 25, 2023
Submitted by sumairlone22 on March 27, 2023
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Characters | 1,287 |
Words | 283 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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