Found my plant

I have found my lost plant! Someone had taken it, but their roommate saw it, and knowing that I was looking for it, she had told my friend to tell me it was there.

It had been in the same building, and I was thinking it would’ve even died. It’s hale and healthy. Probably the girl who took it took good care of it. I’m not going to leave it in the terrace again. 

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My special plant

​All I can do now

Is to wish

And wish again

And again

In vain

To find you,

To get you back;

For you

To be mine again

Is something

I would prioritize

Above all other mundanity.

But alas,

You’re now gone.

For, you

Were the only living thing

I could call mine;

You were the silent listener,

The smallest thing

Yet

The cutest

That I could own.

You managed to survive

Even when I didn’t feed you

You shed some leaves

And then grew some.

You never were a pain

You never made me frown;

And for all that you have done,

I have, in return

Forgotten you,

Treated you like you never existed,

And have let them take you

To the wolves,

To the ice and cold,

To the wilderness,

Wherever they may,

In the worst case,

Uproot you

And leave

To decay.

Whatever I may do now,

I know

I will never get you back;

Dear one,

I’m sorry I hadn’t cared.

I’m sorry I let them get to you.

But always remember,

You were always,

And will always remain

My special little plant.



Plants are better

It’s better

To not have any friends

Than to have those

That fail to understand you;

Those that believe

With all their heart

About something

You never quite meant.

It’s better to have a plant

As a friend

That will never talk to you

Nor hurt you

With all the disbelief

That it can afford.

Even if you don’t water it,

It only sheds leaves 

As tears,

But later grows well

To bring a smile 

On your face.

At least it can be there for you

And listen silently

To your tales of sorrow

Unlike the friends

Who misunderstand

And leave.

My Adenium plant

I have gotten this plant last weekend. It feels like I have something of my own after bringing this to the hostel. I kept it in the terrace, because it needs much sunlight – it’s a tropical plant. It grows like a bonsai, but much taller. Its flowers bloom in the spring – called the desert rose- have to wait for it. Not even sure if mine will flower, but Chennai is quite  a tropical area. 😀 But it dies when the temperature goes down, so I have to be careful in the winter. Although I was excited while bringing it, I’m forgetting to water it everyday. But since this plant makes me feel like I have something for myself – a living being that is ALL mine, it feels happy.