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Dandelion Flower

written by: Aparna Reddy

@AR_Midnighthues

 

Shall I dream about
the sunflower fields
as I lay beneath the gray sky?

Can I wonder
what life holds for me
as I see the planes fly above me?

My eyes can only trace
the craggy corners of uncertainty
in a windowless future

I wish I could dream
about being steadfast
as the rug below me is moving

My muted voice
trapped inside a bubble
slowly drifting away

I wish I could sing
with the chirping birds
and run along a familiar path

My life scattered
like the dandelion flowers
on a windy summer afternoon

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Elena Dorfman's photographs of Syrian refugees from Turkey, Lebanon, Jordan were exhibited at Mills College, California in 2017. The poignant portraits of "the lost generation" as Dorfman calls them, conveyed a powerful visual narrative of shattered dreams and aspirations. These teenagers were leading a normal life before the war and the war displaced them physically and mentally too. The picture of "Dvaa" inspired me to write this poem. It struck a deep chord in me when I saw her pensive face in a lovely spring backdrop.

Aparna Reddy

Aparna Reddy

Aparna Reddy is an educator and poet, based in California, USA. Writing poetry is her hobby and she enjoys writing in verse anything that touches her heart. As a busy professional and mother, writing poetry has helped her in meditating and relaxing. She believes reading and writing poetry is cathartic. She thinks contemplation is a great exercise for the mind: It connects the intangible mind with the tangible outside world. This connection, if genuine can produce great insights about our lives and the world around us. Some of her poems have been published in online literary magazines such as Muse India and Spillwords Press.
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