You gave me a bouquet of love,
Wanting to win over my heart.
You added a splash of colors,
Vibrant and pleasing.
They held so much promise,
But I only saw hope lost.
It wasn’t your fault of course,
How would you know that
Though we shared a fondness for florals,
I preferred them in the wild,
Growing in parks, gardens, and just about anywhere,
But in this dying form,
in my hands.
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Beautiful lines!! Potted plants are environment friendly than a bouquet of flowers. 🙂
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Thanks for reading and appreciating, Sandhya 🙂
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Love the thought, Manali 🙂
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Thank you, Ravish 🙂
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One of the ironies of life so sweetly expressed here. Both love the same thing, but in slightly different ways and the ‘slightly’ is much!
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Thank you so much for reading 🙂
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I love how these lines can have so many connotations – right from expectations/reality to gender roles, etc.
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This means so much to me. That you understood the layers within this short poem 🙂
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Profound lines !
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Thank you so much 🙂
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beautiful thought provoking lines….
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Thank you, Vikas
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So true! I too love flowers in their natural settings.
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Glad to find someone who resonates 🙂
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