We Will Be Like The Withered Flowers Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
We Will Be Like The Withered Flowers
I watch the withered flowers
With their heads hung down
As if they are guilty of crimes
Most notorious in the town
But those who saw them in the
Hours when they bloomed full
Have got much joy and peace by
Touch of petals as soft as wool
Someday old age will grip us
And we too will wither away
Dry skin hanging from bones
We will wait for our last day
Tuesday, September 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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1/14/2026 1:24:25 AM # 1.0.0
This is a sad poem, reminder of the future for all of us. Although I liked the poem very much, I felt that some of the rhyme was a bit forced.