lonely stem

lonely tall stem




I am that lonely flower
standing out all alone in the wilderness
so many can't reach me
but the wind,
it slaps me every moment
and
kisses me  
just for a thrill
the birds don't find a way
to this distant lonely path one can say
lonely bird
an odd one comes for a while
and flatter it may
then the breeze also silences  
no one now touches
and
gradually in the sub suing suns
it gradually succumbs
out in the wilderness
and
wide open till another cyclone comes
and  
my strewn petals fly away
and
then  no one will know
what it was that purplish day
when I too passed away .