The Nympholeptic Coevals

 The Nympholeptic Coevals

By Chathurika Perera 

 Not every tree will grow

 Into the same height..

 A Mimosa would not grow

 Into a Banyan tree..

 Some are superficially planted

 Some are deep down rooted..

 Like that

 I don't know what we coevals

 Are capable into grow in! 

Whether it's a magnificent

 Arjun Tree

 Which will nourish 

 generations to come

 From it's eternal livelihood?...

 Or a simple Mimosa, 

 Which will just reach the surface... 

I think it's a choice

 That we've to make...

 Like a double edged

 Magic wand..

 Sparking out a 

Curse 

Or a bliss!

But remember my friend,

 Same kind of flowers give the same smell

 Regardless where they are planted..

 Like that,

 Us the nhympholeptic coevals

 Rooted in perfectly different soils 

 Are giving out the very same smell,

 The smell of hearts 

The smell of Humanity!.