Flowers

by Laila   Jan 28, 2005


They smile when you look at them,
They show frankness,
When ever you talk to them,
They are not relentless.

They are full of verve,
They even breathe like us,
At times they are blissful or quite sad,
But they never make a fuss.

Who are these lovely creatures?
They are flowers,
Their aromas stay in our life,
For minutes and hours…

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