Fragrance Of Words
Fragrance Of Words
Wrinkled, delicate, but most beautiful
The petals of a flower appear,
Soft as the touch of a wool
Flowers are always dear.
Trapped inside a book
One preserves them for remembrance,
Behold the beauty; have a look
Also, pleasing is its fragrance.
Many flowers, for different occasion
Symbolise death and also passion,
They bring joy to our hearts without any reason
Ever blooming they are, filled with compassion.
Detached from the stem, petals lay above,
Does one need a rose to express their love?