A boastful flower
says to a bud,
see I am complete
but there is no guarantee
that you will be complete.
Little bud felt
very unhappy and
kept quiet.
The flower
teased the bud:
you may not reach
my stage of completeness.
The little bud
replied:
I have plenty of scopes
to grow, don't be so proud,
I may be bigger than you
when my time comes!
Moreover,
once you were
a bud!
The possibility of growth
is there with me
but not with you as
you can't grow anymore...
Copyright@ Dillip K Swain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful piece Dillip TFS