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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) It was the season of spring And the time for the bees to sing Hey, I'm a small flower bud Grown in a pot of water flood And tasty nutritious mud. Eagerly waiting to bloom And spread my wonderful perfume. Id always hear my sister leaves saying, " There is a lady Who looks like a fairy Comes here daily To pick the flowers which are lovely" I always feared of separation And wondered about my next location Soon came the night of my blossom celebration Where I was crowned as Miss. Floret for the current generation With the first ray of sun touching my petals, And the dew drops glistening like shining metals The fairy lady came towards me, Plucked me, Put me in a basket of new friends. There I met Tulasi- Who had a look of transcendence Sooner we were put on something which looked like my far cousin- lotus When I looked up a bit I saw it wasn't a lotus It was a person with eyes, nose, feet, everything like lotus But something more beautiful This beauty made me blush And I secretly told Tulasi about my crush She introduced me to Krishna, the one with lotus feet And recited few stories which were soo sweet By then I was stolen out of the lotus feet And replaced in a black pleat I tried to run But then I was captured in a black bun I wanted to hear more about Krishna and relish But I was caught in a mesh of hair like a fish With sadness when I was about to wither, I heard the chanting and stories of Krishna with a river With the hearing of these beautiful words I turned brown like wheat And wished to be born again as a jasmine to meet the lotus feet ...
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