Cactus Dreams Poem by indira babbellapati

when i toss in my bed
my own thorns prick me
i dream of a soft bed
every night i retire

when i see my neighbour
in full bloom splashing colors
i look forlorn at my thorns
dreaming of the day i bloom

when tears drip down my
thorny epidermis, i unwittingly
raise my arms to wipe them away
it's then i dream of soft hands

when around me i see
shades offered to the weary
i look at my thorny self in shame
and dream of a rebirth...

15jan2010
21.45hrs