Always Reaching High Poem by Mantrana Mahi Agarwal

Always Reaching High



Something very special happened to me

It happened in my pretty bower

Something bloomed ever so delightful

with tips of the colour of the sun

Its crown, the colour of bravery and courage

And its pedestal always reaching high

Surrounded by its very strong army

And new pedestals continue to grow



But if the magic gets captured

And closes, it closes for a 100 years

But when the rain distils on its soft velvety dress

They shine like diamonds as the Queen comes to life

She is a great queen with a few qualities of the Lotus,

She is none other than Scarlet, the queen of lilies.

Sunday, April 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
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