Who Knows The Pain Of A Flower Poem by RAMESAN V P

MY GRIEF IS INCONSOLABLE
WHEN MY SIGHT CAUGHT
THE VISION OF MY DEAR FLOWER
HAVING THOUSANDS OF PETALS
HE STARTED TO WITHER AWAY
ITS PETALS WITH NO CONSENT OF IT
BUT THE DESTINY THAT DECIDED
ON THE FATE OF THE FLOWER
WITH NO MERCY OR KINDNESS
TO RETAIN MY FLOWER FOR FEW MORE
DAYS OF THE SUN RISING AND BLESSING IT
BUT I KNEW THE LIFE IS TOO SHORT
TO ENJOY THE LIFE FOR FEW DAYS
WAS ONLY A DESIRE NOT TO BE HEARD
BUT THE MERCILESS DESTINY DECIDED
AND UNFAZED STARTED TO KILL MY FLOWER
AS THE HERALD OF TIME ARRIVED
TO DECREE THE HANGMAN TO CUT SHORT
THE LEASE OF LIFE ON EARTH.
WHO KNOWS THE PAIN OF A FLOWER
WHO PLUCK IT TO BE PART OF A GARLAND
TO ADORE THE DEITY HE WORSHIP
AND TO BE DISCARDED AFTER HOURS
TO BE DECAYED AND ABSORBED TO SOIL
EVEN THE FLOWER FORESTS FAIL
TO LEARN THE PAIN OF A FLOWER
WHOM THE FATE PLUCK IT MERCILESSLY
TO BE THROWN INTO OBLIVION!
THE MAN WHO PLUCK IT BY NECK
KNOWS LESS HIS FATE IS NOT OTHERWISE
BUT HE WAILS AND PLEADS

TO THE DEMON OF DEATH
FOR A FEW MINUTES TO BEON EARTH
AS SUCH IS THE LOVE AND AFFECTION
TO BE ON THIS SPRING CLAD EARTH!
RARE ARE THE KIND HEARTED
IN THIS WORLD OF AGONY
THAT IS INSURMOUNTABLE
FOR A KIND HEARTED SOUL
FOR WHOM NONE TAKE CARE OF
EVEN WITH A GLANCE OF PITY!