LONELY WILD FLOWER

  Alone stands a flower in the deep woods,

Its fragrance calling out to the world,

Waiting to show off its beauty to the world,

When even after few days of waiting,

It dies off thinking of its wasted life,

But  this flower has not realised,

That the world for which it is waiting for,

Is a cruel one which has crushed ,

Millions of those unfortunate ones,

Which blossomed in midst of these insensitive souls,

And were crushed out mercilessly,

Compared to them ,

The life of that lonely flower of the woods,

Was indeed fruitful as it had the chance to die,

Peacefully and with a ray of hope ..........