Trishanku
sow a seed in open field ,
after it grow,
pull and implant in a planter
keep under a shield
planter give more care
with the field
you cant compare
richer food
cleaner water
the shade the sunshine
controlled weather
the trims on time
onlooker see the plant growing,
the twigs,the leaves
the buds
and then the flowers
plant grow
grow like towers
eyes see ,the dew drops on petals
but not the tears
the scented breeze
but not the cries
the sad sorrow
in that Stone eyes
it is not the colour bright
but the heart bleeds
for the less privileged the left behinds
abandoned
those kiths kins
indeed
who were left behind in that field
where this plant shared first breath
