Poetry by Pavneet Kaur

he bud that you nurtured
With love and care
Bloomed it to a flower
Took pride in its beauty and grace
Same flower swayed in
The direction of its choice
Annoyed, infuriated
You took it as a blot
As a disgrace to your HONOUR
And you nulled
Its existence!
How could same hands
That nurtured it to bloom
Be so cold ; so inhuman ?
How could that heart
That was the seat of love
Harbour such hatred ?
How could the mind
That gave lessons of
Courage and resolution
Be so intolerable of
the individuality of
The flower of his own garden ?

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