Amaranth Poem by Tabraze Rasul

Amaranth



Petal piece lofted on the windowsill,
A gentle acquaintance we made.
Leaving its brethrens for the world
It has departed in search of me.
A message it shone into my dull eyes,
Its colour an ancient scripture of
Amaranth, it bled into my mind…
My sorrow invaded by noxious joy
There is no comparison to this embrace.

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