Little Bud


Photo courtesy: Shubhodeep Roy (@shubhodeeproy)


I was welcomed
by the warm kiss
of the first batch of
golden morning rays,
and the soothing embrace
of  the whistling wind
dancing with grace.

I may bloom for a month
or for days,
I would never know.
I may wilt sooner
or later,
I would never know.

All I know is
I am a little, wild bud
inside a vast maze of greens,
I may be too small
to be noticed,
or to be seen,
but it doesn’t mean
my existence
doesn’t mean a thing.

Because for me,
you need not
to be noticed
or to be seen
to prove you are living.

Note: This poem is the second piece inspired by the amazing photo above shot by my best friend from India, Shubhodeep Roy. You can see more of his awe-mazing photographs in his Instagram gallery @shubhodeeproy.
©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

In response to dVerse‘s Poetics: From Nature’s Point of View by Mish.
Write a poem from the perspective of a part of nature (ex: flower, soil, cloud, bird).




44 thoughts on “Little Bud”

  1. I love poems about nature. It’s so different from when we write about what we feel of think. The way you’ve written about the little bud sounds​ so so soothing. Like the bud is nature’s little one 😊😊❤️❤️
    P.S. The image is stunning!

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  2. This poem has a great spirituality about it Rosema. No matter how big or small we are, we all have a significant part to play in the flow of the Universe. I love this one 🙂

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