Be


The flowers spoke nothing
They waited patiently
For indifferent lovers.
Their colors rose to
The edge of the sky.
Their existence, however real,
Was close-ended
Being trapped in the sun.
Drinking moon-beams
As birds in the higher zones do
They want to be .

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nisheedhi
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Poetry based upon actual experiences, not one thought up in the intellectual aridness of a pseudo-thinker. Words as they mean in the specific context of recollected thought or image , not meaning several things at a time but that which re-creates an aura or a haze of an earlier experience.
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