When Some Flowers Are Waking Up, poetry by Aneek Chatterjee at Spillwords.com
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When Some Flowers Are Waking Up

When Some Flowers Are Waking Up

written by: Aneek Chatterjee

@anikchat

 

When some flowers are waking up
from their deep slumber in remote hills,
in a crimson dawn,

I wish to gift you the moment.

When a crowd is surging in rush
office hours, for a very precious train,
I wish to gift you

the invaluable train, empty.

When the lonely sailor on a
boat in a forgotten river, blares out
his favorite song, I wish to gift

you the lyric and the river.

Imagine miles of hot, red sand
under a blazing sun and you
need to walk on …

A camel, invisible, is ready to shoulder you further.

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