#dontcomplain
There was a flower, blossoming on the shoreline. Beholding the serenity of the seas and criticising the rise and fall of the indomitable tides.
It swayed in the balmy air and loathed the dusty storms.
It adored the sun's radiance and mourned the moon's norms.
It extolled the aesthetics and execrated the wrongs.
It denied the nectar but appreciated the honeycomb.
There was a peyote, living in the dreary sands. Mesmerized by the great dunes, standing like a tomb.
Relishing the scanty rains with much aplomb.
It grows its roots in the search of water, many call it a coxcomb.
Such is the folk, unaware of the real beauty for so long!
- Swasti Jain
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
*stop whining
about that mascara
that smeared on
your pretty little
face
stop exaggerating
that one small
bruise on your
knee you got
two weeks ago
because some people
have a bruise on their
empty little scarred
hearts they can't fix
there is no bandage
for the hurt,
the pain,
and the suffering*
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC