The Flower Poem by Varsha M
The Flower
Simple and elegant
It stood stout
On the stem
Clothed in classic
Drawing every specific.
Hovering over it sometime
I smelled the pheromone
Doze a bit
Resting on the petal soft
I desire to continuing right.
Mesmerizing aroma within
Held me dull since then
Dreaming essence
As the soft velvety touch
Pulling me to rest till lunch.
Liquidy sweet nector
Touches my lips upper
I drew a bit
Tasted awesome special
Regained strength full.
Balancing my head over neck
I again tried to pull back
Breaking the spell
Lifting myself high up again
Flapping my wings leading to destination.
Sprinkling all through my way
Every dust stuck my fimbriae
Leaving smile on her face
Seeing her embryo fathom, miles million
Spreading her goodness, expanding her horizon.
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The poem expresses very deep and absolute feel about the flower... well done Varsha... very brilliant
A very delightful and beautiful imagining of a bee's blissful pause upon a bloom. To my List!
Sprinkling all through my way/Every dust stuck my fimbriae....just beautiful! What a beautiful poem! Each line of your poem creates undulation! A magnificent piece of work.......Full score!
very nicely penned one..... an outcome of a synthesis of science and arts.... welcome to PH dotcom site! Nice experience to go through some of your works.... hope to see more in future... pc
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 11:55:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A sweetly scribed poetic expression. I enjoyed it......10+++
I feel appropriated as you enjoyed my work. Thank-you sir.