Petals Of Daisy Poem by Tabir Alam

Walking through a breezy meadows
field of daisies and clear blue skies
she recalled the moment shared together
plucking a petal one at a time
'he loves me, he loves me not'
they smiled at each other
as he leaves for National Service

The skies were cloudy
occasionally bursts of shelling
and rattle of automatic weapons
rolling screen of smokes
bellowing through the meadows
petals of daisy shattered apart
scattered on the ground
without a smile witnessing
as she past the desolate meadows

Dusty meadows in a bright morning
she rummaged for a stalk of daisy
there were no petals left
she lost every petals of the daisy