Wednesday, March 6, 2013

She....







A pretty bloom in myriad hue,
Delicate, colourful, fragrant and sweet,
She's nourished many a mind, and heart, 
And little tummies of bees and flies,
Paying the price for all her love,
Crushed and forsaken today she lies,
The nectar dry, the colour all gone,
The fragrance in jaded memories still,
On a picture frame on the wall. 
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30 comments:

  1. PanchaliMarch 6, 2013 at 2:00 PM

    ah, what a pity! It is very sad to hear of the death of blooms...:(( c'est a vie!!!
    Beautiful piece, little princess.

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  2. manashreeMarch 6, 2013 at 8:03 PM

    that is so true,
    we seldom get Love in return.

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    1. the little princessMarch 7, 2013 at 10:37 AM

      u read so well...exactly what i had in mind...thank u!

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  3. phaticharMarch 6, 2013 at 9:03 PM

    Poor flower..

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  4. RajkumarMarch 7, 2013 at 11:12 AM

    lines are so awesome

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  5. jahidMarch 7, 2013 at 1:24 PM

    Lovely poem!

    Regards,
    Jahid
    Flashbacks

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  6. AshithaMarch 7, 2013 at 1:33 PM

    Beautiful lines Princess :)

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  7. Easwar ArumugamMarch 7, 2013 at 2:46 PM

    The nectar must never become dry. Lovely composition. Touching

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  8. Shilpa GargMarch 7, 2013 at 3:35 PM

    Sad but true!
    Good to see you back!

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    1. the little princessMarch 8, 2013 at 11:44 AM

      thanks. my dedication to all those emotionally and physically bruised women out there..

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  9. RajeshMarch 7, 2013 at 8:37 PM

    Very nice.

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  10. indu chhibberMarch 7, 2013 at 9:53 PM

    It hurts so badly when she lives a crushed bruised life--even if she is not in a picture frame.

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  11. Sherna JayMarch 7, 2013 at 11:39 PM

    beautiful lines
    looking forward to see more of you :)

    -Snuffles Jay
    Connect with me someday

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    1. the little princessMarch 8, 2013 at 11:36 AM

      Thanks for dropping by SJ...will "connect" with u soon!!

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  12. D.NambiarMarch 8, 2013 at 7:30 AM

    So nicely written.

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  13. MeowwMarch 8, 2013 at 10:02 AM

    I think your piece applies to people too... Sacrificing everything for others, yet get nothing in return...Oh.so sad yet lovely.

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    1. the little princessMarch 8, 2013 at 11:35 AM

      you are right, it was written from a women's point of view, the flower is merely symbolic....

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  14. sushmithaMarch 8, 2013 at 7:42 PM

    Lovely poem..Strange truth indeed !!

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  15. UnknownMarch 8, 2013 at 10:54 PM

    Wonderful poetry...yes love is often forgotten...and it's really a pity on our behalf as we forget those who really love us...!!!

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  16. Sri ValliMarch 9, 2013 at 10:00 AM

    Beautiful lines, I liked the way you compared a flower to women!

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At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person..deep gratitude for those who have lighted the flame within me!! your comments will be appreciated..

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