Compulsion Poem by Ravi Upadhye

On a lazy Saturday noon
I look down from the balcony
Your moneyplant is in full bloom
It is swaying to the breeze

It seems to know
You are soon coming back
Tiny rain drops are shimmering too
Joining it in its joy

To them too, it has been a long wait
Getting fed from someone unknown
Out of sheer compulsion to survive
Like their master

It has sensed its end
And therefore swinging in anticipation
Smiling with glee
For their agony would end
Bringing back the love and affection of its mother