Lest You Forget Me Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Lest You Forget Me

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Lest you forget me, a phobia
So I make the forgetfulness a row of trees.
They loom flowers all year long.
You look at.
Compelled to look at.

Flowers falling cheerfully
on the grassy field of your garden
with death-colour laughter.

Sunday, June 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: colour,flowers,laughter
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