"Flowers,
Red and violet
Some with fragrance
and
some scentless.
Still beautiful
Still fresh!
Flowers,
The source of radiation of positive vibes,
Crisp yet sometimes soft
Harmless yet sometimes deadly!
Flowers,
When wilted,
not gone in vain.
The remains of a fond memory
Tucked closely within the pages of that diary.
The sign of first love,
The evergreen memory of a proposal.
And sometimes these flowers depict our lives
The phases,
The love stories
Flowers,
The simplest yet the most magnificent gift "
By
Shivani Pednekar
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The Flickered Flames
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