Some Jarring Desires
I sometimes envision myself to be an eagle
Searching for opportunities and the right moment,
To seize the \'less impossible\'.
I sporadically fail or triumph in that pursuit;
I paradoxically become bewildered about my impotence to embrace the truth!
I think I am a rose that wafts it\'s fragrance exorbitantly
To such an extent that it becomes sickening.
I further think I am a lotus that shelters itself in
Imperilment and blooms in warm placement.
Though I know seldom about tulip,
I wish to inculcate it\'s beauty and brilliancy.