Friends who blossomed

The short Jasmine and the tall Lily
would talk  daily as they swayed
the gentle wind who would listen
the bright hovering sun who watched
the merciful rain falling to protect.

The moon shining bright every month
lighting them up as they slept unaware
looking over the ever so gentle beauties
blissfully lighting many a human heart
whose scanning eyes would pick them.

Their life spans so short to us humans
who would enjoy their beauty one day
not even  bothering to look over them
bodies of two friends lying withered
their memories fading into quick sand…

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Questions of Life

The green grass is trampled upon
The shrubs wither due to lack of care
The bushes catch fire as they flourish
The flowers sit in glamour vases
Till they slowly wither away
The trees stand still, fall after fall
Till one day they too meet theirs
What different does it make
If born a plant or as a human?
We share a similar biology
Be it Botany or Zoology…

Spectacular Charm

The flowery charm  you being the flower of the bees
to sit or hover around is a playful activity for them
The magnified petals that you are so bestowed with
make a perfect landing and resting place for them
A treat for all, from far or near, they come to pollinate
Magnolia it could only be you, their final destination…
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Pic Courtesy: A friend

Note: A friend of mine asked me if this photograph of the magnolia taken by her was worth writing a poem about. I took up the challenge and am not sure if the poem met the challenge of the beautiful picture…