Champaben Mistry

Rookie (June 1971 / Greater Manchester, UK)

Forget Me Not - Poem by Champaben Mistry

I sit here,
My thirst desires to be quenched.

I know I am loved,
Forget me not.

A plant in need of re-potting,
I am this silent disgrace,
I sit and soak up the sunshine.

My palms leaves are like a jungle.
And my leaves curl.
My roots are tight, and
My thirst is deep.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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