Fallen Flower Poem by Payal Priya
Fallen Flower
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Broken from the tree,
I await my burial.
No fear of the crushing feet
Losing my scent;
Losing my colour;
Bright yellow slowly turns black;
Waiting for the shroud of soil.
Solace of returning back
Back to my beginning
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: beginning,death,nature
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4/26/2024 10:28:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Back to my beginning With no fear of losing Waiting for the shroud Very fine expressions very poetic and philosophic. thank you dear poetess.
Glad that you liked it.Thank you sir for such an insightful comment