By Anubhuti Saha
If you are soft but twisted just like a bunch of tendrils
Then your life is nothing but a tale full of thrills
Coil around a host, who likes to boast
Let the host sympathize and patronize
But you continue to photosynthesize
Remember climbing high is the path to a life of king size
Mystified by your urge to touch the sky
Some bugs may prick and pry
Resulting in a situation bombarded with hows and why
If they question the formula of your gait to touch the sky
Just like a tendril answer them,
You might look tender but you tend, like a drill to climb aiming for the sky
Attracted by the magnetic drive, if they ask about the secret,
which they want to borrow
Tell them with a smirk on your face
It's nothing but the one and only “Screw Rule” that you follow
Which, according to Darwin is a necessary trait to survive
Or it might be due to Mendel who said it is the universe that asked my DNA to inherit and imbibe.
By Anubhuti Saha
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