Blooming Flowers

Flowers have grace, beauty.

They are the jewels of nature.

After the months of harshness, dedication and

bitterness, they blossom.

Being gorgeous,

and spreading their are their identity.

The time they get rotten and pale, they are discarded from the nature.

No one try to understand their value.

Their selfless love and affection to the nature ends with their ashes.

 

The weight of expectations, burdens them to suffer.

But their untiring attitude to withstand

sun, rains, cold, holds them back.

Their soul carries that softness which

defeat the realms produced by the cosmos.

Thorns on their body, but glowing as

always.

They possess the charm to combat the unbeatable wars.

After the period of their shedding, 

their purity embellish the world.