One lovely bud bloomed into a beautiful flower today
In the valley of flowers
Very timid and shy
Lovely and glowing too
Quite different from others,
Different in shape and in color,
No pricking thorns had she ever.
Though she was quite different from others,
With no fragrance,
Was she blessed with.
This was the only thing she lacked in,
She couldn't add beauty to flower vase
With dignity, which was decorated
With many bright and colorful flowers,
Kept in drawing room!

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up the hill I go
on and on
up and up
I can't see the top

but that's not important
the journey is everything

by the campfire
alone in the night
with starry blanket
draped around me

looking down upon  the lake
I'm looking into the dreams
and the sadness
and the feelings

in the cold I shiver
in sadness , emptiness
I shake
Hush ! Lay down , go to sleep

Your words masked with sweetness.
May you hold someone closer?

Your romantic verses may do wonders.
May wheel all the planets in its orbits.

I know you when you are cool and calm.
The sweetness of breeze does no harm.

I know you not,
when your ego hurts.
It will never leave without hitting an earthquake.
Know not how many lives still your ego holds!

I know you, still I know you not! Oh man
As still you always remains a stranger to me

Yet I am stranger to myself
As I too falls under the classification of man
In animal kingdom!

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