'''our Flowers Poem by Sathya Narayana

You may find flowers
in your metro gardens
far away from your homes...
from red roses
to rare cherry blossoms!

Did you ever see and scent
a Cactus or a wild jasmine? !

They are flowers too...
they grow here
in our rural soils,
in thousands underneath our feet
soothing our senses...
but often pricking and pinching our soles!

You know why?
Joy or pain they can't veil!

They are our flowers, our own flowers...
very much like us the villagers...
unkempt, destitute and distressed