Friday, 17 May 2013

An Ode to a Falling Bud

Photograph : Child Fighting Cancer
Courtesy : The Deirdre Imus Environmental Health Center



An ode be to you, my falling bud,
You fell onto a world of famished calm,
Ignored, tortured, and in darkness' helm,
And still you remain,
In a world of silent dreams.

In your dreams you see the bloom,
Love that fill your fragile mind,
Hopes blossom, life shines,
And colors all around.

But all your dreams seems plucked,
You hold your fragile petals, now dry,
Before they ever tasted the Sun,
Before they ever felt the dew
And its sweet lullabies.

Yet the garden of your dream,
Hold birds, butterflies and light,
Its valleys are brewing
With scents thrown all around.

The ode be to you gentle one,
Lost in the fury of a grueling life,
Yet your dreams take you
To a place where you dance, In a shower
Of unperturbed bliss and lasting springs.

3 comments:

  1. It is so sad to see kids dying so early and that too due to a disease. But life still gives them some reasons to smile.

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  2. This is such a beautiful ode to a "falling bud". So beautifully written. I love the ending, especially, where her dreams take her to a place of bliss. The photo is so beautiful it makes the heart ache.

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  3. Thanks a lot Sherry and Vandana. :)

    Like both of you pointed out, it is heart wrenching to see the suffering of children. And it took a lot to pull this poem out.

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