After guardian
We are called poppies,
Red in color, large and boom
Governed by our own norms
and ethics, growing strong
we are like humans, share
our feelings, be it summer
or winter, but man is yet
to understand our moods;
our leader from above,
the sun shines bright and
we have special cordial
note of permission to view
and imbibe warmth from sun;
we like to have the same
openness from mankind,
same colorful cordiality
ever lingering among us;
urge in us always there
but humans lag behind;
one among is bold, make
us shine in group and bolder;
but growing depredation
killing us, taking our breadth
away, we only seek solace
only from leader sungod.
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