A New Blossom

By Anvi Girish

With the blossom of a flower,

The one she wanted for years, 

Down fell the wilted flower,

It fell with flowing tears 

I hope one day when her mind clears, 

She will know, the new one that rose, 

It was not as pretty as it appears,

For it was a sunflower that newly arose.

Fear had taken over,

The fear of being replaced 

I thought my time was over 

And our bond had been erased, 

It was all the thought of being replaced 

I knew the blossom won't last much longer 

Though it ensured her scars effaced 

It was just a diseased sunflower.

By Anvi Girish