a bundle of flowers, i saw........
In the hands of a young man
probably for some1 dear
or gifted to him
by some1 who was very near
he had a smile on his face
but it made me cry
the feeling of helpness over me
that i can't do anything
no matter how hard i try...
those beautiful flowers
torn away from the plant
i tried to ignore it
but i know i can't
a bundle of flowers,i saw........
then to my disbelief
i heard the flowers speak
the voice was loud n clear
not small or weak
"I know u r sad
because my condition
don't be dearie
this isn't enough reason
Its tue that i was
from my parent plant torn
but equally true is that in few days
would i naturally old n worn
if my giving or selling
brings a smile to a face
then i dont consider it torture
i consider it God's grace"
and it turned silent
& the boy looked at me enquiringly
his eyes asking why was i
looking at him so weirdly
i dismissed him wid a nod
& began walking away
thinking if really asked
what could i say
All this also made me think
how we always think all about us
& those flowers, for a smile
got torn without a fuss
A bundle of flowers , i saw.....
