Rani Turton


Bloomed A Flower Rare - Poem by Rani Turton

In my mind's regions bloomed a desert flower
An outcome of arid soil; in my mind
It gave my life a gentle grace;
Year after year I waited. On cold nights
Imagination would run riot:
What, for how long and when
My fingers would almost graze the sky.

Long years the bud, curled up in itself
Waited. And then when it blossomed
Its beauty brough tears to night skies.
The flower, red, with petals soft,
Lived and patiently waited to die.

In my mind's regions bloomed a flower
Rare.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 7, 2013


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