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Jun 2020
I am a flower
all of you must know?
Not really famous you see,
the rose stole that place.
Am I not a flower with beauty ?
Rose comes with thorns I come sin free .
Then why am I not used by lovers to express their glee?
Lately as I grew in the meadow,
all my followers questioned me .
They say they made me leader,
to defeat roses ,our worst enemy.
I tried so hard to make them believe
that we can live together through our friend ,humanity.
But they were all against it
and trampled me on the ground.
Like 'The Patriot' the years of hard work drowned.
I was their leader
I wanted to stand for the right .
and my friend 'the rose'
helped me sitting by my bedside.
We were both of the same ideals
both of us were thrown out.
Well now we tended to each other
as our days whisked by.
The devil flowed into their petals
we can't do a thing .
but I wish we could
I wish the roses and tulips could be friends
till time's end.
Gunnika mehra
(THE FOLLOWING POEM IS A METAPHOR FOR HUMAN BEINGS SUBSTITUTED BY FLOWERS. THE POEM CAN BE TAKEN AS AN EXAMPLE TO PUT OUR JEALOUSIES ASIDE AND TRY LIVING TOGETHER IN PEACE . IT CAN BE TAKEN AS A MILD MOCKERY AGAINST THE LEADERS IN GENERAL ,WHO FAIL TO UNDERSTAND THE IMPORTANCE OF STANDING FOR THE RIGHT.)
Written by
Gunnika Mehra  16/F/India
(16/F/India)   
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