Time passes n only my petals r falling
Gentle breeze blows n only my stems r broken.
Night 🌃 n day I feel my leaves shrink in death.
My blooming days r over
What hope is left?
When the sun rays r shaded from me
What pleasant memories is left?
When my flowers 💐 holds no awe by all
When my aroma causes irritation to d nation.
Maybe it's time for rebirth in another place
As I am of now a Wilted Rose
YOU ARE READING
THE CLOUDY DAYS
ŞiirHis world ? is in the clouds n when sad the expression from his heart must still flow into words
