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My Diospyros Lotus

Round, lilliputian Diospyros Lotus, bell-shaped  
Veiled in scales, a feeble shield  
Yearns for its gardeners’ tender care  
Nurture it, to grow, fully fledged  
   
The not so divine fruit clings to life’s agony  
Roots entrenched in the soil of chaos  
Its fragile stem, xylem strained  
Carries arid minerals to the leaf bud  
   
I weep for its struggle to survive    
Hoping my pearls might help it thrive  
Yet all it does is worsen its plight  
As it gazes at me with pity  
   
Perhaps I've stifled it, smothered its breath  
Deprived of oxygen, it stands alone  
Its fruit, like a distant dream, so far away  
Leaves droop low, a mournful view    
   
I kept ignoring its pleas, while it    
Rots with every smoke that assails  
Throbs with every hand that plucks  
Quivers with every touch that inches  
   
My conscience’s seed, witnesses it all  
A silent judge, withering slowly    
As I pretend to tend for a plant in a storm    
Waiting for raindrops to cleanse the dry petals  
   
Open its scales, let new leaves unfurl  
Unfold and grow, strong and full    
Blooming beautifully, a fruitful sight    
Its scars, pure and flawed, enduring monsoons
Written by Lilliputian
Published | Edited 11th Sep 2024
Author's Note
don’t let this trick you into thinking i'm terrible at gardening. though, i might still need a few lessons.
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