The destroyed me...

I am yours

The flowers blooming never asked God to be theirs..

The fruits in the plate never asked the person eating,to be theirs..

Nature giving everything never asked anything to be it's..

They just gave ..

With only wish,make me yours ..

Little kids plucked flowers blooming so beautifully,played with it,then threw it,on the road..

Flower felt satisfied,atleast,I could make the child smile,and I could embrace the dust,and pay homage to heros,walking in this way..

Summer came,sun shined,some cursed the heat,yet the sun smiled,for it knew,once summer is over,they would thank it,for the rain ..

The umbrella drenched in rain,thrown aside,after coming home,sighed,yet felt happy,for it could shelter someone from the rain..

They looked,at the beings,working,forgetting them,when work is done,

Still smiling,whispering a silent wish,Make me yours..

For since forever I am yours..