is it too much for me to
ask to be listened?it won't be a lot
just a few words that are thirst of
appreciationand perhaps a few drops of
unspoken tears
that left stains
all down the face

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Jardin de Fleurs (Flower Garden)
PoetryA series of unconfessed emotions. Because life is just like a flower garden, it offers various path with their own colours, size, scents, even thistles and thorns. Sometimes we just need to sit, clear our mind a bit and be thankful to God for today'...
unspoken
is it too much for me to
ask to be listened?it won't be a lot
just a few words that are thirst of
appreciationand perhaps a few drops of
unspoken tears
that left stains
all down the face