A loyal flower.

via Daily Prompt: Loyal

A tiny flower I am

In land of the lost,

None in sight

Understood my plight

 

Rooted to the ground

Drenched by the rain

Bent by the wind

Enveloped by dust

 

For help I cried

My voice nearly died

But for hope

I would have been gone

 

Steadily she rose

Sending her warmth

Erect I stood

Mesmerized by her charm

 

A blessing she was

Wind became breeze

Downpour became drizzle

Dust became dew

 

I smiled and swayed

She laughed and stared

Deeply in love

Until she set

 

The moon set in

Darkness as its twin

And the wait began

To reel in her love

 

Me as the flower

She as the Sun

Sunflower

Is what we are

 

Me as the flower

You as the Sun

Oh! my lover

Come bask in me

 

Me in you

You in me

Is all that we need

To be freed

 

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13 Comments Add yours

    1. Vijay says:

      Thank you! Do check out my other posts too 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Vandana says:

        Your welcome, I surely will.😊

        Liked by 1 person

  1. Nice words.
    “Me as the flower
    She as the Sun” i love that words mostly.
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    Liked by 1 person

    1. Vijay says:

      Glad that you liked. Kindly check out my other poems too 🙂

      Like

  2. Mudit Jain says:

    Hey! I loved the poem. It was a beautiful portrayal of such an exquisite phenomena. I hope you check out my work sometimes

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Vijay says:

      Thank you 🙂
      Surely will check out.

      Like

  3. Ahh the sun and the flower, how they work so well together❤️

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