Can you know
what the child dreamt?
Have you heard a flower
crying,
when it's plucked?
Can you ever see all the
labrinthine layers of a
human mind,
where all the data is stored?
Complimentary or
Contradictory,
Colourful sentiments
hiding in the bosom
can ever be understood
and accepted wholeheartedly?
Frozen tears
convert into wounds,
a self-inflicted pain
or caused by others
unseen and ignored like a
wild flower fallen on the ground
of a dense Forest or
an abyss of a mountain valley!
© 2017 B.S.Saroja
04/06/2017
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