An unblossomed bud dangles
Blushing with her latent smile
The thrill of possibilities
For she carries petals in her womb
The floral curtains on dreams
The seeds await backstage
For the unraveling of their role
The nectary blossom and myriad shades
When they pollinate afar terrains
Then the dream of culmination
Of all the display and concealed sap
An ovation to part perfectly performed
Begetting life in their demise
For she lived like sweetness of nectar
Invisible but still the very essence
And dies to be omni present
Between the dangle and shrivelling
Lies an ephemeral perpetuity.
Delhi
23.40 hrs
26.7.23, 5 yrs after mom breathed her last
2080
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