I turn around and around
Full of colors,
Different shapes, sizes, patterns and textures,
Every one is unique, beautiful and-
Has its own odor.
They are admired all the time,
At any state-
Happy, sorrow, lonesome and distress.Once they are plucked
They are used for various purpose,
Either as medicine or as beauty products or as freshener,
Yet they are useful in some sort of ways,
As each one has its own property.
When it dries up!
It is crushed and powered
As edible products or herbal,
But all has its own quality.
And so we are!!!
- Sivaneelakanth
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Jack Pot Poems
PoetryFree Flowing descriptive words-- Earthly object, Heavenly subjects, Hell turns poetry.