Tuesday, October 10, 2006

a flower is dead


flower on dirt road
half buried, half dead
i ask
what boot would've squashed it
i must be going mad
'cos i see tears in there
a flower is dead today
why isn't the world crying
image courtsey, corbis.com

6 comments:

Aditi said...

I think the flower was already dead when it parted from its branch..

Appu said...

the boot of misunderstanding.

Ganesh Ranganathan said...

The world doesn't care for anything, flowers, trees, people..

As they say, "The show must go on"

Anonymous said...

That's a sad thought. And what is worse is that the world never cries!

Sigma said...

In the age of materialistic ambitions, there are very few who care about things like flowers and birds and butterflies and rainbows. I think that is why no one spares a tear or two for the unfortunate flower.
Your poem is quite similar to the starting lines of one I had written long time back. I am inspired; maybe I'll post it one day :-)

starry nights said...

loved this one Adi..it shows the sensitive and caring side of you.I dont think many people even think along these lines.

dreamt before

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