yellow flower

the green grass
dew drops sparkle
it is silent far from
noisy humans
i can feel earth
breathing ,holding me
when i am no more
the soil i came from
i might see you
as a yellow flower
or an insect walking
will the world remember me
or i may be a forgotten song





Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2024-04-04 at 17:50

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