I want to remain as a bud of love,
ever blooming in the nature,
even on advent of winter,
or in presence of fall or autumn,
ever blossoming, like the soft…
precious petals in every season…
Every touch should get the feel of my inherent pristine affection,
rendering amongst the millions who pass
through the wreath of my warmth,
unfolding slowly with time,
ever learning new process of nature,
absorbing within the essence of truth,
eradicating pangs of piercing thorns
out of fear and conjecture…
I would love to be known
as the bud of wisdom,
the one,who keeps on unfurling more,
as we go deep inside the real nectar …
Remaining a bud is a blessing,
getting showered by the graceful divine,
to unfurl and open each petal,
as wisdom touches to illumine more…
step by step,every moment,
the blossoming never comes to a halt,
neither by any superficial force or any other act of nature…
beautiful… simply … soothes any pain
Thank you dear!
Beatuiful. Hope the bud will be a pretty flower.
thank you for being here and reading this! the process of evolution should be synchronised with learning in the blooming
Beautiful as always.
With love,
mei
thank you Mei for your love!
A brilliant poem about a “Bud”, and its message is so worthwhile. Very nicely done, my sister!
Yor presence and words are more than a compliment Wendell! thanks for reading and liking!
So beautifully put.. I like the way you put it.. Blossoming never coming to a halt because of anything!
Iam glad you got the true feel of it and the gist behind! thanks dear!
I think its in our nature to crave for something we lose. Like bald men crave for hair. Women crave being young, no offence
Jokes apart, its inspiring to aspire to remain young and energetic- which is what means to be a bud ( I guess ). There is an inherent serenity in things young and unadulterated. Like the Ganga in Haridwar. Gets mighty dirty in Allahabad.
Lovely poem :!
Thank you Tatsat for deciphering this your way! but actually i hadn’t written it keeping this fact! .I was talking about the learning process of a person or human should be always eternal and continue and should continue as a bud blooms and unfolds and blossoms.It gets new facade,new addition to its beauty,similarly, the soul should be in continous process of learning irrespective of weather and seasons,conditions, to fill within itself the essence of wisdom! hence I strive to remain a bud always,humble and ever learning.
Well, I guess that is what the beauty of poem is. It goes much beyond what the poet intends, adding to the success of poet herself !
Its an interesting thought actually. Of course, our perceptions are coloured by our experiences. So I failed to take it that ways
Humble and ever learning !! That is as good a pursuit as any. I am a quasi-Gandhian and humility is emphasised in his writings time and again. So, I can relate to that…
Your poems always take me places, I rather not go
Beautiful words ,my friend. have nice day!
Thank you Stefan! thanks for dropping here
“remaining a bud is a blessing” and life reads another page too – embracing the patterns of survival, and learning from the exposure of outside, to look within.
Iam happy you are here Pawan to read the lines aloud and add some more which have been left behind!
This is a fine piece of poetry, Soumya. Human life, I think, is in many ways can be alluded to nature and being a bud (or wishing to remain as a bud) is superb.
Besides, I always love reading about Flowers… Blake, Stevenson, Tagore, Browning, Gibran…. now you…:D
This is an amazing comment ,rather a compliment Manu! I shall have to treasure the words you say when u even take my name after blake,tagore and Gibran! I feel blessed! thank you!
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Thank you my dear! for all the love and admiration
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sweet.
i think you are.
you already are!