Long
ago.
No
where.
A
flower grew
From
nothingness.
Its
wild beauty,
Bold
and blunt.
Its
relishing scent,
Soft
and sweet.
Mornings
dawned,
And
evenings set.
The
sun shone,
And
rain fell.
Autumns
came,
And springs went.
And springs went.
Yet
it stayed,
All
alone.
Biding
its time,
Counting
its days.
Craving
for an admirer,
Or
a word of praise.
Until
the petals
Began
to fall.
The
colours faded,
The
fragrance lost.
And
it wilted
Day
by day.
Decaying
back,
Into
nothingness...!!!
By Ushna Butt
GC University Lahore,
Pakistan
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