' Honesty' Of Flowers Poem by anushmadhu Sanna Ratnavel

' Honesty' Of Flowers

Rating: 3.1


Flowers, We…
The faithful wife of poets
The call girls of beetles
The adopted children of gardeners
Sometimes we are used in celebrations
And in the event of homage, given too
Sometimes we commence love affairs
And travel on the bouquet of brides
Sometime as demand dowry in temples
And to glorify the checks of Gods
And politicians too
What else..?
Also
We are 'Honest' to pristine
And so we die
on the same day of our birth

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Annabel Sheila 14 January 2010

This is stunning poetry...you made me want to weep for the flowers. Anna

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Josh Burnett 15 January 2010

Loved this poem it's happy mood but at the same time it's got the saddness in it as well

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Maran Venugopal 16 January 2010

excellent words used.

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Omar Ibrahim 24 January 2010

i like the flowers....but where there are flowers, there are noxious weeds who want to choke them. thanks for sharing.

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Seraphim Foxette 12 January 2010

Its important to be able to visualize a poem especially when its this good great job i love it

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Marley p. 19 November 2020

Truth will come and go but honesty will come on time in one day

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Deepti Agarwal 26 March 2010

what i really liked about it is.. along with the beauty it also brought in the sad tale too.. hence got both the shades brought up beautifully. a gud read.

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Bonnie Lundgren 09 February 2010

A flower belongs to no one, but exists to bring joy and beauty into the world. Do they not touch us more than we touch them? This poem is easy to read, but the last words do not seem to finish the poem... In a few lines you miss the simple innocence of a flowers life. The adopted children of gardeners- would that all children had such a home!

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Javier Zamorano 04 February 2010

Wonderful read. I am sure the flower agrees

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fleur de lys 28 January 2010

I love the originality of your language and that final like is a corker,10+

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