delicate peonies
fallen at the peak of bloom –
petals of lost love

Happy New Week, My Friends
Anita Bacha
delicate peonies
fallen at the peak of bloom –
petals of lost love

Happy New Week, My Friends
Anita Bacha
Storm is blowing
Rose petals soft as tears
Lamentably
Fall and scatter around
Graffiti in my braids

Happy Thursday,My Friends
Anita Bacha
If I were a flower,
If I were a flower for the joy of being a flower,
A leaf for being a leaf,
If I were a stem,
If I were a leaf and a stem to dress up a flower,
If I were a flower that you will place on your heart,
If I were all sleek and purple petals,
Petals to cover the nudity of a flower,
If I were a flower that you will place on your heart,
If I were the eyelids for the delight of being the eyelids,
The lashes for being the lashes,
If I were the eyes,
If I were the eyelids and the lashes to cover your eyes,
If I were a tear,
A tear running down a cheek,
A tear that loses itself in the lips,
If I were the lips that caress a flower,
If I were the lips and you were a flower…
Anita Bacha
Thank you for reading, my dear friends.
Excerpt from my debut poetry book “Soul Poetry ‘
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