Fire In The Forest – Delhi Poetry Slam

Fire In The Forest

By Mrunmayee Jhamdhade 

 

The Myosotis prays,
Remembrance again.
The shame plant says,
Hide my gains.
Forget-me-not,Touch-me-not,
Written to by Black-eyed-Susan.
Orchids bloomed in yard chosen,
For both Darwin and Frost.
One plucked flowers,
The other immortalized.
Neither let the mind rest,
Both killed it slowly.
Ocean sulks at the moon,
Scrapes the sand in lieu.
I felt less warm than them,
So I heated myself in vex.
I am a mere human,
More than one emotion.
As stormy as a poet,
As flooded as a goon.
The sand that hurts,
Worn as pearls.
Nature rejects,
Nature accepts.
The flower like parrot's beak,
& flower as green as leaves,
Forests like sunsets,
& Skies like oceans.
I say all have eyes,
But nobody a sight.
This world, a reflection,
This mind, a projector.
I see the fictitious,
Share brain like a room.
Drowning sans mercy,
In vex like baboon.
More than one,
Less than two,
Am I a body?
Or mind for a group?
'Eyes say a lot', they say,
Fear, agony, anguish lay.
But as they speak,
They mute my lips.
Fire in the forest,
Reaches my core,
It's too much,
I tell it to be more.
The war is commenced.
Are Poppies on my casket?
Half defeat, half win,
I died for Scheele's green.
-mrunmayee


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