Shy (An Etheree) Poem by Tribhawan Kaul
Shy (An Etheree)
He
Loves me?
Loves me not?
Rose petals cry
then laugh painfully.
What a way to decide!
Lover's fate rests in plucking
the petals, counting one by one
as one shuns to disclose intentions
matters of heart no game of pretentions.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Watching some teenagers (girls) plucking roses and tearing its petals one by one to get a reply to their satisfaction.
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5/7/2024 6:46:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a good Etheree. Reminds me of a childhood game. we played with clovers.