Irony

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I stepped into a beautiful place

There were blooming flowers wherever I gazed,

I glanced at the Romantic Red Rose

Which was giving an elegant pose,

There came the Sunny Sunflower

That kept its head a little lower,

Then I headed towards the Lucious Lily

The enchantress worked on me magically,

Now it was turn of the Dazzling Daisy

Which was behaving like a lazy,

And suddenly my gaze fell on a strange one

It was in the group yet seemed alone,

No doubt it was good looking and pretty

But somehow it lacked that natural beauty,

I headed towards it and bent down

But the fake flower made me frown,

Even though it was just a dream

There was indeed an ironic stream,

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I was inspired by a Gujarati poem 'Banavati Phulo ne' while writing this.

Hope I have done good.

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-<3 Sweet

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