They are vibrant in the stem
While life spreads in them
Feelings!, drops and condemn
In such a drop falling like a gem
I wonder what reminds of them!
While hands made their diadem!
With flowers evaporates like a censer
In such steam goes wild and denser
Till the scents swirl went intenser
Then more questions!, still no answer!
What do you expect from a cancer!
A waster dancer!, perked romancer!
Author/ Aladdin Aures H.