Game Of Flower And Rain Poem by Abdul Wahab

Game Of Flower And Rain

Rating: 4.5


I thought you were cloud
But came down as a rain
In my life made a flood
Kissed my petals wetly
Been suffering long drought
Took my pistil in mouth
Made my world too high
Completely plucked me
Made me feel taste sweet
Pollinated my wish- bed
Uprooted from the roots
To dace down with your tune
Breaths were thick and heavy
While smashed my pod-lips
I knelt down to taste
But you pushed me down
To steal well stored honey
I fully bloomed after the game
Taught by the thirsty rain.

Saturday, June 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: flood
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
eloida Capuno 06 June 2012

Flower and rain, great metaphors. Your poem is capable of different interpretations, i had mine, (wink)

1 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success