White Camellia

You’re the white camellia
I’ve been hunting in my wildforest.

Roaming through the woods,
I’ve been seeking
that scentless purity
to fill my soul,
to revive me,
to renew me…

to forgive me.

But in your kisses,
the wanderlust
in an instant.

I no longer search
for the flora
of forgiveness.

I feel it within me,

as if reaching out
from my heart,
a soft golden
of absolution
becomes the centre
of who you make me –
of what you make me –

as you, in each kiss,
soft a petal onto me,

you make me
the white camellia
I once sought.



  1. Fahmida
    17th April 2018 / 9:46 am

    Omg this is awesome. I loved it. Your writing style is just awesome.

  2. Sunil
    17th April 2018 / 5:06 pm

    Amazing !

  3. Bimla
    18th April 2018 / 10:13 am

    This is so beautiful!

  4. Anonymous
    19th April 2018 / 6:33 pm

    Damn Good poem loved the concept of camellia
    Pu board should nominate your poem for the Children to analyse in their syllabus

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