Behind Closed Eyes Poem by Priyanka Manjunath

If I was the huge yellow flower as I see in my closed eyes
Blooming, with a hundred and hundred huge petals outwards
Its stem is sunken root'wards how nice it would be.
I see a bird from the eyes within the flower
I see that the bird comes to me.
Of all the flowers with many petals around I am huge, yellow and bright
The others grow like burning kettles in light
Whistling the song of heat
I begin to sing to myself the song of spring for a bird that has come to greet.
I see the sun shine bright like no day before from the space between its feathers
As the sun lights its feathers
They glow like stars with funny colors
I see the bird comes towards me and rise delightfully
It pauses to block the sun into me
I glow in pride for the protective shade it gave
The bird flaps its wings fiercely sheds some petals in a fraction of seconds
I found scars on my huge petals that remained layered by my love
As I saw the bird shadow my growth into the whole wild world I sink into the backward
My eyes see no light therefore there is trace of no sight the growth had only begun
My petals begin to close inward as I sink backwards now the yellow is tainted with brown
I see no bird for worms are wriggling all around
I feel no feeling for the reason to feel is choked to death
I see I live in a state of death untouched by the world I desire above me
The world I desire above has made me the undesired and led me to an underworld
When my eyes are still close I now come to wonder why I ever let them close?