FLOWERS

Different colours,
Various fragrances.
Like the few people I know.
Fake with various faces!
Escaping from the chaos,
Filled my mind with tranquillity.

I admire the beauty.
Of the blossoming flowers.
Filling the voids with hope.
Raising my soul to feel harmony.

I listened to the melody,
Inside me helping.
Life seems beautiful,
Watching the flowers.
Grown beautifully,
Even suffering natural disasters!

My heart relaxes,
As I touch each flower.
Yes, everything is unique.
Just like the homo sapiens.

Whom in time smile in this picture,
Smelling in the beauty of pollen.

Treat your scars—in pain and relief,
Let this be one but different birds.
And when you are in,
Feeding on the pigment,
Write the same pain and relief
On the filament of this flower.

For they will come for you,
But still listen to the melody,
That is what you must stand for,
Yearn for and hope for another day to die once—like this flower.