She was my sunflower
I saw her one night, holding her eyes on me
I saw her glaze in the moonlight
I was in the bed
Only the window bars between us
But this sunflower was slanting towards me!
I was her sun, she was my sunflower
She looked on me, I looked on her
I gave her my sunlight, I gave her my sunshine
Morning came and the sun came down
She told me she can’t hold
Take me with you or I’ll burn
I need your light I need your heart
I can’t stand the sun’s gaze and heat
I reached for her, she leaned to me
The sun came down and shined on us
I couldn’t run away; I couldn’t turn back
It was too hot, but she arched towards me;
her last bow
Unyielding to the sun’s gravity
She burned into my heart
01.10.2002
dedicated to Priya [29.08.1979 – 13.08.2002]
Dear Priya ..
Nice & X-lent but words are not so strong and bold try to be more strong with yours words
” Love & care are more inflammable thn Sun”
Don’t burn othrs with love ”
Keep contact and take & proceed with ur poems
and send a copy to me each poem rupeshvk@india.com
wish you all the best to become poet like kamaladas ..only poet .. don’t try to imitate her in life
Brgds
Rupesh
hai da
ur works r excellent
haha, sarah, did you see the comment above yours! people are so silly!
She is still the bright Sunflower, Roxy. This time, with an endless beauty, shine and power that no sun can steal. She is lucky!
Hi
I want you contact phone number pls
due to manmade organohalogen compounds, the ozone layer had depleted (??) , maya 😉
it was touching.
sometimes that sunflower couldnot withstand the uv rays from the sun.is there no ozone layer?