Sunday, 13 October 2013
The Days Before Yesterday
In the dreary cold,
When nothing bore fruit
A single rose,
All by itself grew
'It wouldnt live', they said
'In the dull winters
that were so cold'.
But the little bud grew,
On and on. And
The petals turned
Velvety and strong.
And before they knew it,
It was a full blown rose.
That even on it's own
Had beared the harsh cold.
-Momina.
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I don't know for sure if a rose could grow like that, but a person certainly can. You can grow up alone in the cold and the dark, but still come through okay.
ReplyDeleteYou manage, you survive. That's all that matters.
DeleteI love it, it's beautiful. I suppose the ultimate trait to need for a fulfilling life is what it took that rose to grow when nobody else believe in it.
ReplyDeleteAnd what a sight it would've been! Enough to brighten anyone's day. The persistence and courage speaks for itself. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteEmpowering stuff there. Just lovely
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rutaba!
DeleteOh wow! You are a genius in the making, you know that?
ReplyDeleteThis is my story you have described out there. And the title? Brilliant to the core.
I am glad that I have somehow managed to pen down to your story, and to know someone who is that flower.
DeleteIt is like life of those people try to crush, and by miracles that poor being survives somehow
ReplyDeleteI love it momina! Excellent!
Yes, it did bloom, in the end. That's what matters.
DeleteThank you!
Lovely!!!! That bud had some self confidence eh?? :D :D
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted poem!!!