Title: Hear me
O’ delicate flower!
Soft as velvet, smooth and sleek
Plains are adorned with its beautiful colours
And the air is scented with its fragrance.
A lover's gift; a wedding wreath;
A patient’s comfort; a visual distress
I am a happy memory;
One of those many expressions
I dance to the rhythmic swaying of the grass
And smiling gaily at them
But those towering giants;
They do not understand
Hear me speak, hear my cries!
Those daemonic destroyers deny me my life
Neglecting my feelings and ignoring my agony
As they trample over me
How insignificant they see of me
I shed my tears of morning dew,
As I stay till dawn to cry
Please don’t neglect me
I mumbled a sigh
Epilogue
The inspiration for this poem is none other than William Wordsworth’s “Daffodils”.
The thematic concern brought up in this poem is actually Man’s disconnection with nature.
Humans are defacing products of nature, in this case, flowers. The reason to why Man does such inhumane acts is because they feel more superior compared to Nature. It is dispiriting that man’s relationship with Nature has became a distant one compared to the Romantic period where they think see a dichotomy of Man and Nature and that they can ‘coexist’ harmoniously. Hence, we need to appreciate Nature, in order to revive and maintain the close relationship we have lost due to our hectic urban lifestyles and due to our 'superiority'.
And if you notice, I only dedicated 4 lines to the last stanza is about the feelings of the flower.
This is not a product of last minute work, but it’s because I want to show the irony that I, as a 'poet', a human being also disregard Nature and it’s feelings.
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