Bloom Poem by Siddharth Mehta

Bloom



I want to tell you
about the sunflower I found
on the sidewalk yesterday.
It is wilting and curled and gorgeous
and knows it.

I want to age like that,
never forgetting my own beauty,
never forgetting how to say bloom

Friday, October 21, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: inscription,poem
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