Saturday, March 29, 2014

Advise to Flowers


Do not give
your divine nectar
to those tiny bees
for they would
leave you nectarless
& fly away quickly
To make
Honey somewhere else
to satisfy their queens...

Not even to butterflies
Those wretched
colourful things
with mutable lives
for they would break
fluttering lightly
the false pollinating promises
leaving you aghast...

Come little chirpy birds
chase them away quickly
With the help of brother wind
for they are also nothing
but frequent visitors
with the same old songs
to make you snore
For it is easy
to fill their bellies...

Wait, Dear flowers
Fragrant beauties
with condensed liquid
To be plucked up softly
by detached pious hands
on Full moon days
For you can wither at least
on the feet, with pride
of the Someone so Great...

By Jahooli Devi

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