Shrutika Nagpal Poems
|5.||Bug Someone Else Instead||10/30/2009|
|10.||When Did The Lights Go Off?||10/18/2007|
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Hidden in the branches,
From the heat of day,
Relaxed I lay.
Water flowed upwards,
From the roots,
To the leaves, and us fruits.
Then suddenly something trembled,
The leaves shading me,
Were removed from all around me.
A human hand!
“Ugh! ” in disgust, I exclaimed,
Wondering from where this atrocity came.
The phalanges came closer, and closer,
They twisted the stem above me,
Tugged, and then separated it from me!
There I lay, in the human hand,
And they examined if I was ripe enough,
They squeezed me, and said,...