Fresh and bright, unknown to pain
Bloomed one flower, behind the country lane.
With petals of gold and spots of red
It was the prettiest thing on the flower bed.
It had old friends, who had seen it grow
Who were there to care and who loved it so.
Wind swayed the leaves and butterflies played around
A big tree bestowed shade, birds had a pleasant sound.
One fine day it was in full bloom, it admired itself all smiles
"My beauty is so eternal, no one can compare for miles.
The birds sing for me, I am a gem, the tree believes
The butterflies are full of awe, and my crowning glory, the leaves."
Other flowers whispered to it, it pretended not to hear
It didnt even nod at the little girl, who admiringly came near.
It threw its weight around, and insulted the wind so strong
It said the leaves had withered, it scorned the birds' song.
Being friends, they endured, till they could take it no more
They went to Mother Nature, and their troubles began to pour.
She smiled to herself and said "The foolish thing is too proud
I will end its bloom too soon, a lesson quite clear and loud."
The next morning it awoke, all set for another beautiful day
But something was wrong, it thought, its petals could no more sway.
The colours seemed dull, the gold and red so light
It couldnt lift its head up, the sun seemed much too bright.
The big tree said "You've dried up flower, ended has your bloom time Nothing is forever foolish one, remember these words of mine.
Beauty is a vision, which doesn't reach the soul
What matters is character, and values which make one whole.
The butterflies will still play, the leaves will still sway
The birds' sing already, and spring is on its way.
If you desire undying love, show us what you are worth
Dont live in illusions of beauty, accept defeat with mirth."
The flower hung its head in shame, it had realized its mistake
It observed the joyous flowers, and slowly accepted its fate.
Bloomed one flower, behind the country lane.
With petals of gold and spots of red
It was the prettiest thing on the flower bed.
It had old friends, who had seen it grow
Who were there to care and who loved it so.
Wind swayed the leaves and butterflies played around
A big tree bestowed shade, birds had a pleasant sound.
One fine day it was in full bloom, it admired itself all smiles
"My beauty is so eternal, no one can compare for miles.
The birds sing for me, I am a gem, the tree believes
The butterflies are full of awe, and my crowning glory, the leaves."
Other flowers whispered to it, it pretended not to hear
It didnt even nod at the little girl, who admiringly came near.
It threw its weight around, and insulted the wind so strong
It said the leaves had withered, it scorned the birds' song.
Being friends, they endured, till they could take it no more
They went to Mother Nature, and their troubles began to pour.
She smiled to herself and said "The foolish thing is too proud
I will end its bloom too soon, a lesson quite clear and loud."
The next morning it awoke, all set for another beautiful day
But something was wrong, it thought, its petals could no more sway.
The colours seemed dull, the gold and red so light
It couldnt lift its head up, the sun seemed much too bright.
The big tree said "You've dried up flower, ended has your bloom time Nothing is forever foolish one, remember these words of mine.
Beauty is a vision, which doesn't reach the soul
What matters is character, and values which make one whole.
The butterflies will still play, the leaves will still sway
The birds' sing already, and spring is on its way.
If you desire undying love, show us what you are worth
Dont live in illusions of beauty, accept defeat with mirth."
The flower hung its head in shame, it had realized its mistake
It observed the joyous flowers, and slowly accepted its fate.
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27 comments:
Anonymous said...
universal truth in a bright poem
Tara said...
Wow! Wow! Brilliant stuff! The truth of life told so simply yet beautifully! Great work Chintan. :)
jack said...
@anirudh
thanks anirudh, glad that u liked it
jack said...
thanks tara,
was sitting n my balcony and saw a flower and don't know from where did i come up with the poem,
i always try to listen to what nature talks :)
Anonymous said...
woowwwwwwww! i am in full awe! such beautiful poem.. this one shoud have been your entry for Inspiration wala contest.. heyyyyyyyyy bring it to the lounge this weekend.. everyone is gonna love this one.. :) wow!
jack said...
@kajal
thanks dear, oh but wrote it yesterday only :)..oh sure as such i need to gear up for he lounge, have not been able to follow it :)
Neha said...
hey that was awesome, you gave moral of life in such beautiful way,
character and values take a person long way and not the external showiness....
you rock chintu :)
Saket Ranjan said...
Hey Chintan!!
I liked it. The reality check done in good words. Was graphically vivid, could actually see the flower talking, boasting, withering; enjoying its beauty, bearing the pains and pangs of old age and sufferings.
Cheerzz!!
Unknown said...
hey i second you saket, eben i could see a golden read flower and see them talking thats beauty of the poem
nicely done
J. said...
ooh now thats one of your best chintu, it conveys such a strong message, good work bro
keep it coming
Navchawla said...
gr8 job bro..probably the best poetry from you..nice flow and rhythm...awesome keep it up
jack said...
@neha
sure i do :), well i agree with you external showiness never helps in long run
jack said...
@saket
thanks buddy, i actually was imagining the flower while i was writing it :)
jack said...
@arpita
i am so glad that people can actually go into imagination by my poem, i am humbled :)
jack said...
@joy
best is yet to come ;)
lolss
thanks bro
jack said...
thanks naveen
as i said best is yet to come :)
Anonymous said...
tis one was so superb !! simple lessons written so beautifully ...
jack said...
thanks prat,
i am glad you liked it
:)
Mahesh Sindbandge said...
very nice poem...
very few poems carry the rythm and meaning together.........
keep going :)
jack said...
@mahesh
thanks mate, but let me tell u something while writing i just write, rhyming and meaning are naturally taken care off :)
Dr Riya said...
Hey great work.. Absolutely loved the poem.. Nice message it gives..
jack said...
@riya
thanks riya, i am happy that it conveyed the messge that i wanted to
Arjun said...
yeah man..!! very true..
Felt a sense of assurance while reading this.. :)
Cheers..!!
Arjun
Mahesh Sindbandge said...
Well very rarely that happens...
in that case u r born poet chintan..
Creativity said...
Most Wonderful Heart Touching Post :)
Excellent..keep It Up:)
The Enchantress said...
peeping into ur blog..
nice place to dwell.i have found.
Your poem has inspired me alot.
Keep blogging :)
fairuzhafeez said...
Please allowed me to use this pic in my blog
http://fairuzhafeez.blogspot.com/2011/02/lagu-bunga-layu-fairuz-hafeez.html