Dandelions
The more I blow the far it goes
No direction, no aim it just blows far away
It dries but does not die
It paves a way to propagate new lives
It shines in sun so bright and bold
It will navigate its own sail in storm
When adult it mesmerizes the eyes
But when it gets old the glory still be held
It transits from sunny rays to starry lights
Sunny petals become ball of snow white
The wind takes it away far from your sight
You may think it has vanished
But my friend it sprouts somewhere else
You may drift away in the roller coaster of life
Without steering you will sail
Without compass you will navigate
But finally you will be at your destined place
Copyright © Kanaka Lata Soren | Year Posted 2025
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