A Crimson Tide

by Mamta Agarwal



Whenever I pass by poppy fields I wonder why the buds hang their heads Heavy with sleep, in dreamland Are they… I begin to speculate; Why others are upright, eyes still closed Conversing with skies, a hint of smile. All I know they bloom Only to awaken us with their radiance! Someone in my town seems to have sown Poppy seeds wherever he could find empty plots. And I can’t have enough of them, Spend all day in the fields As Sun rolls up in the sky. The breeze has felled the fragile petals, They lie on the chest of grass Not a crease on their forehead. Poppies live in a dream world Morpheus like, You see it’s in their genes. Maybe I feel close to poppies; Mother used to grind the poppy seeds With almonds, boil in milk And give it to me to drink At night, when I was far too weak Delirious, when my sister died In her teens I just couldn’t sleep. But now that am ripe of age Poppies bring me messages Of hope, beauty and rest From the far off lands And sitting amongst them till sundown Somehow lifts my spirits after bitter winter. Their glow and cheerful demeanour Nourishes, makes me whole. Am so glad someone in my town Loves poppies as much as I do, and sows And throws the seeds so they sprout And spread sunshine all around. In springtime, even when the sky Is overcast with bloated clouds. Oh, Rain be gentle, these flowers won’t withstand A heavy downpour, or a hail, storm, O thunder, don’t roar For the petals may fall, get bruised and flattened. O lightning, just manage your temper Poppies need to be pampered Let them carry on their higher purpose - Emit light and awaken a sense of wonder. This buoyant ride, buoyant ride, This crimson tide, this crimson tide Of red poppies, helps release limiting patterns and beliefs Deep in my subconscious mind. To my utter relief, my intellect and intuition harmonise My heart expands Recognises how futile to wrestle With what’s destined. Thereby show a glimpse - What it’s to be in a state of bliss.

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07-May-2013

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Comments on this Poem

Mamta, You took me on a mesmerising trip on your "Crimson Tide".

I flowed with it to the end, totally charmed. And the last stanza could stand by itself as a short poem...loved it. Thanks for sharing this delightful poem.

Shernaz
14-Sep-2013 02:43 AM

Thanks Pankaj Kumar Saxena for stopping by to come on a ride with me on - A crimson tide

thanks for the beautiful comment.

Sincerely
Mamta

mamta agarwal
19-May-2013 08:02 AM

Such a wonderful Poetry!

Pankaj Kumar Saxena
19-May-2013 01:14 AM

Thanks Rupradha

Sincerely
Mamta Agarwal

mamtaagarwal
07-May-2013 22:44 PM

wonderful..

Rupradha
07-May-2013 12:31 PM