this is about some pink and yellow flowers


Oh! so beautiful
and radiant you
as you sit among the leaves
sitting pretty
shining bright
being yourself.

There are some pink ones,
and some yellow ones;
and then there is that one,
the pink one which has the imprint of the yellow one;
making me wonder if
all the flowers know
what we know.

Tell me
how does it happen,
that the flowers bear
all that is mystic;
no wonder they smell
so good
and look so great
and are forever
so tender.

Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2018-05-03 at 06:49

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Isn't nature wonderful. I liked that line " shining bright and being yourself."