Wisteria

By Jahnavi Mandal

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I raise my hand to touch

All of Heaven’s beauty combined such

A purple valley of delight

Foresee a Future so bright

Why, Wisteria, why?

Why do you shed all your Happiness?

For all ungrateful humans to receive

What do you get in return

for all your tenderness?

The purple tears get caught

By the playful winds

Thus, does it travel on golden wings

And my extended hand touches

Those petals, moulded of pure joy

A tree of material so selfless

O mourning Wisteria,

Your selfless sacrifices

Your broken happiness

All within me

I lie on your trunk

Able to hoist myself up no more

Your broken happiness brings joy

woven of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight

As I drift into an endless sleep,

I look up to your coiling locks

As I breathe the fresh air

Purified by your endless filter of sorrow

I look up to the sky for one last time

And I pass on

Pass on to the realms of oblivion

Falling through an endless void

Forever, forever overjoyed.

By Jahnavi Mandal