Meghana Shakthi Ashwin Kumar Iyer Poet Rhyme

Wilting Life

 To think of wilting flowers, 
They say is a crime, 
Though I cannot help but, 
Dream of wilting all the time. 

Grey and pink foliage, 
State of half dead, half not. 
Dance and writhe to let go, 
A companion it sought. 

My once tinted cheeks stretch, 
To feel such a thing as love, 
As I alike the wilting flowers, 
Have the whole world to let go of. 

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Beata Agustin July 21, 2024 at 4:46 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.