I found flowers
or rather
flowers found me
beckoning with colors
whispering in fragrances;
in their defenceless fragility,
in their relentless bloom
against wither of time,
my defeat finds hope
or rather
flowers found me
beckoning with colors
whispering in fragrances;
in their defenceless fragility,
in their relentless bloom
against wither of time,
my defeat finds hope
380
No comments:
Post a Comment