Creative Writing


Sunflower Poem

One single sunflower, standing tall

Trapped in a corner, behind four walls

Craving the strength, from only one

Many know it, its name? The sun

 

Living though motionless

Dependent and Powerless

Waiting for that which moves

Its actions, their love shall prove

 

Taken away from fields of light

Its freedom now, a broken kite

Awaiting days, shortened too

The result of this, a heart split in two

 

By Kiara Astika - Year 9