Love- Her Fun

I loved a flower

Beetles
Swarmed round
The flower

I asked imploringly
they
Did not go
but to
Blackmail threat
Gone

yet

The flower allured
Such beetles
Calling back

Again and again

Beetles
Swarmed round
The flower I loved
...................................
. ..................................
I asked the flower
All my friends
including you
Said the flower.

Love- her fun
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poem by Parithi Muthurasan
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