I may not be the exquisite rose of your French orchids,
or the fragrant Jasmine of your manicured lawns.
A wildflower of some unknown species, yes I am of a wild tribe!
The type that grows on the sides of your very dirty roads and
muddy paths, the kind whose seeds are never sowed
and fruits shall never be reaped.
Do you know that in my womb, I too carry a fragrance?
A pungent smell which never made it to the bottle of any perfume.
No lover ever came knocking on my humble door. No never!
Such abhorrent is my appearance that my beauty is never a joy to any.
My petals are never given a chance to kneel at the altar of any shrine,
for the pundits prophesied, it would have been blasphemy of some kind!
But I continued to sway when the cold winds would blow and
bloom whenever the benevolent Sun would shine.
I flourished, even when the florists at my site continued to whine
I thrived when the rains were scarce at an hour when suddenly the eclipse
took over all the Suns, and the Moon simply refused to show up.
So you ask me why? For I possess a zeal, a yearning to live, so strong that even
when I am trampled on your dirty roads, I never cease to grow….
and continue to grow and like a phoenix rise from the ashes.
I am a wildflower, the kind that grows on the sides of muddy paths.
Beautifully penned! I love the imagery.
Thanks Winnie for your kind words, I am glad you liked it!
You’re welcome, Tanya! I love nature!
A very strong and gorgeous poem, my dear Tanya!
Thanks dear, I am glad you liked it. I just read your poem and it was marvelous, I enjoyed how you hinged historical with present.
That was just a spectacular piece.
So deep and thought-provoking.
Thanks so much for your kind words, I am glad my words resonated with you. Blessings!
Love the power and conviction of this!!
Thanks a lot Bill, I truly appreciate your words and time on my posts. It’s indeed encouraging 🙂
I very much enjoy your work. Love it! Keep doing what you do!
Aww thanks Bill, I am so humbled by your kind words. Thanks once again.
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😊, by the way I got, Miles 10 year old and had it with milk chocolate, it was just fantastic the only thing was instead of reading poems, I slept and slept 🙂
Wonderful Tanya!! Did you get some good caramel tones from that pairing, or were you too tired? 😊
Oh I did, it is a very deep and rich wine esp with chocolate I feel it tastes denser, your mouth just explodes with flavor of richness. Simply amazing, it was great. I had few sips today as well and wrote my poem on Baklava coz I was having it. 🙂
Wonderful!!
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A beautifully written piece, Tanya! So true!
Thanks a lot Warren, I am so glad you liked it. Blessings
Did indeed! 😊
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Eloquently written and Beautifully woven 🤗
Thanks Sakshi, for your very kind remarks., I am truly encouraged. Take Care! Blessings
It’s a pleasure to read you. 🙂
aww thats so sweet of you to say, I am glad you like my work!
“I possess a zeal, a yearning to live, so strong that even when I am trampled on your dirty roads, I never cease to grow…” I adore those lines. Beautifully written.
Thanks so much for your kind comments, I truly appreciate it.
Thanks hun, I wanted to write about the sheer resilience of these wild flowers and how it can be an inspiration to us.
It was such a profound metaphor, I loved it.
sometimes we can seek inspiration from most unexpected like wild flowers 🙂
Awww that’s lovely 🙂
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I am in so much love with your wild thoughts – I mean flowers 😊
Thanks a lot ever so generous with kind remarks. Well you can love as many wild flowers as you want there are growing in abundance outside!
What a sad but eye opener about the choice to be which flower, again superb
Thanks a lot for reading, truly appreciate it. But aren’t most of us the wild flowers??
very pungent 😊