A Desert Flower
Just four or five months
If only you bear with my unsightliness
There, yonder on the frame of this rugged body
I give birth to an amazing flower
That flower with its fleeting prettiness
Will balance your months of tolerance
With utmost ease
The flower will swing at the end of the creeper
With joy you can never get at
My body may gash the fingers that touch me
But within me I bring to life a dainty flower
That turns red just at mere touch
Within, I bear a wondrous beauty
To give shape to an amazing beauty
Beyond your imagination
Your eyes’ thirst for color do I quench
With a handful of good looks
I’ve drawn from my desert inheritance
Flower may wither
But with memories fresh
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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