Wini Jose Poems
|2.||The Journey Of A Seed||12/31/2011|
|6.||Life Is Nothing But A Race||2/28/2012|
|8.||Why To Compare?||5/30/2012|
|10.||The Excuse Of A Lazy Kid||12/21/2012|
|16.||The Lamp Of The Night Sky||2/26/2012|
|19.||If Animals Could Speak||2/24/2012|
|23.||I Dont Know||12/30/2011|
|24.||Imagine Beyond Imagination||1/5/2012|
|26.||The Story Of A Stray Cat||8/21/2012|
|27.||The Life Of A Flower||2/26/2012|
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The Life Of A Flower
Under the great bright sun,
Stands a little bud dancing with fun.
The tender petals are all wrapped up,
Like a pink fairy cup.
Everyday each tender petal wakes up from her sleep,
Gazing down the hill which was very steep.
As each day passed by,
Each petal woke up with a sigh.
To breathe the fresh morning air,
And to feel the dew spread everywhere.
At last the bud bloomed into a flower,
Like a gift for happy lovers.
The birds and bees envied her,
For her petals soft as fur.
For seven days and seven nights,
She stood there looking at the ...
Dark and rumbling heavenly sky,
Man and animals wait with their throats all dry.
Wondering when that crystal clear nectar,
Will trickle down their body and into every sector.
As each second passed by, their eagerness became more and more,
An obvious reaction as they were thirsty to the core.
The parched land lay cracked like a jigsaw puzzle,
So were the living beings, all waiting in the muzzle.
The peacock came with its beautiful feathers to dance,