We are –
All like sunflowers,
Colourful on the outside,
Dark inside, twirling in the wind,
On the top of the tower.
But these days I see,
These flowers in cages,
Reaching out for sunlight,
I see them withering,
I see them brooding,
They are fighting and so are we,
All competing for the brink of life they get,
But then when summer finally arrives,
I see then blooming,
I see them flailing,
We are all like sunflowers you see,
Waiting for our summer to finally come.
~ Parnika Chaturvedi
XI-G