By Anjali V Raj
YELLOW DAHLIAS The dauntless rain is pouring outside Like a clingy outstaying guest, reluctant to leave Ignoring all the complaints, curses and abhorrence. I can feel the decaying wetness in the weather And it’s beginning to dig deep into my veins I can feel the lethargy and disgust spreading Looking through my window into the gloomy exterior I spot something yellow within the shameless greedy weeds Yes, I see bright yellow dahlias fighting for space Reminded me of a florist’s words “only Dahlias grow in heavy rains” I never planted them, but the Dahlias found their way somehow Challenging the torrential rain with a radiant smile I wish to be a yellow Dahlia, at least once in my lifetime.
Anjali V Raj is a natural science researcher from Kerala, India. She has recently published a few of her works on online platforms like Down to Earth, Café Dissensus Everyday, Borderless Journal and Times of India Reader’s Blog. Most of her poems are published on her WordPress blog (Outburst of Thoughts).
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