The Calling Flower Poem by Varsha M
The Calling Flower
As the petals unfold
The aroma on hold
Fill the space whole
Attracting every soul.
The pheromone so pure
Call every bee in air
I'm here elegent
Come and count.
Brilliant color glow
Raising every brow
Tantalizing hovering pigmy
To rethink on its journey.
I'm the calling flower
With hopes so fair.
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Thank-you sir for encouraging and boasting. Kind of sonnet. Hahaha sonnet poetess. Admirations Sir. Thank-you.
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/5/2025 11:59:23 AM # 1.0.0
An beautiful poem very well inked...10+++