Hibiscus Seeds

In the calloused sap of hibiscus

lie the dead seeds of tomorrow

to be hatched, caressed, or kissed

even by the shards of broken glass

watching me from across the floor.

The dark abyss of dismal truth

keeps breaking the bridge of light

I am standing on the edge of descending

morning that echoes the screams of

nightmares harvested overnight.

Death be not proud, I smile, I smile

with unfeeling eyes, that icy gaze

ponders upon the branches of trees

growing towards the moon and clouds

cascading hope for the poor hibiscus seeds.

RUCHI ACHARYA - Ruchi Acharya is the CEO and Founder of Wingless Dreamer Publisher. She received her summer graduation in English Literature from the University of Oxford. Her work has been applauded by multiple publishers such as Borderless Journal, The Publishing Room, Overachiever Magazine, Detester Magazine, Muddy River Poetry Review, Rhodora Magazine, Mulberry Literary, Seaglass Literary, Flare journal, Analogies and Allegories, and Maythorn Magazine among hundred others. When not writing she can be found exploring historical buildings and ancient ruins. Her website is ruchiacharya.com