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by Gowri Bhargav

I thought myself to be a fragrant scarlet rose,

Who had bloomed in the garden of your heart…

You enjoyed gardening,

And seemed to nurture me with love,

Until one day like a weed you plucked and tossed me,

And trampled me under your feet.

Withered and worn I wept for long,

Until finally, I decided to bloom in a garden of my own.


This winning poem was written for the weekly prompt #gardening given by the writing platform The Hive.

Picture Credit : Pixabay

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