Purple Flowers And The Benevolent Cow Poem by Gautham Gangadharan

The purple flowers
Blossemed at the depths of my heart-
'd been eaten by the roving cows! !
Those flowers,
What she'd left behind in me.
And that was deep rooted in our memories.
My thoughts, actions
manured it well.

They beared thorns!
As they grew older,
It pierced my heart,
Partitioned my soul.
Those flowers -purple
was the colour of agony.

And holly Cow! !
How benevolent are you? ? !
You've eaten it.
And I can now Rest in Peace! !