Bloom
The flower blooms,
Petals unfurl,
A beacon of beauty,
Sometimes in a harsh world.
The poetic muse,
Takes flight on the breeze,
Words dance and shimmer,
Like leaves in the trees.
Ideas take root,
Branching and growing,
A garden of verses,
Where emotions are flowing.
Copyright © Dr. Padmashree R P | Year Posted 2024
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