Lotus Poem by Phurpa Wangdi

Lotus



though grown in dirty marshes
its way more than all beauties
its a sight to hold
i have been so told.

in a river velvet blue
lotus leaves swing in the breeze
little red lotus
accompanies boats at dusk.

in movies so many
lotus i have seen
blooming a bright red
beautiful, like in a dream.

so peaceful it would be
to sail a boat
lotus trailing its tail
lotus smelling faint.

Saturday, March 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty
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Phurpa Wangdi

Phurpa Wangdi

trashi yangtse, Bhutan
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