Reshama,
Who says they die?
they transfigure into
lingering fragrance
no sighs
and the seeds
for the posterity
to multiply.
it is not a flower
it is a flower forest,
an ocean of fragrance,
it is on birth, it is on death
in all shots it is girdled girth.
Why say red flower
have the red of
thy bleeding feet?
It blushes in love
and its warm hue
The love greets.
Why say they are
Wet with tears?
The dew drops
on them bedeck them
with sparkling jewels
scattering the golden hue.
*Please read with reference to ‘Lap of Love’ by Reshama Ramesh
Vivid colur of the fragrances of the various flowers.. Filled with good imagery.... Bonnie
red flowers symbolizes love... pollination could increase the number of new species..this piece is full of meaning..all i acn say is..i like this work of yours..naizz
It blushes in love....I like this poem very much. A great idea and beautifully written.
Yeah…Recycling …we find everywhere…and Poet like you brings out the gloss and glitters from them…thanks for sharing Ms. Nivedita UK
Why say red flower have the red of thy bleeding feet? It blushes in love and its warm hue The love greets. Rachel Ann Butler
Simply beautiful in every way. You are so right, as flowers become perfume, and I had never thought of that aspect of a flower. Loved it! 10 Karin Anderson
fantastic poem sir. so true. a flowers life is eternal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
some people are like the flowers you described...they leave a lingering fragrnace behind them!