What a Pity
WHAT A PITY
Oh! Beautiful hibiscus
The noon rain freshen you.
Behind those banana leaves
You lay hidden
From the eyes of the devotees.
Like an orange butterfly
Ready to fly in the air.
Alas! It saddened me
When I wake up the next morn
You’ll be gone.
Trade my admire with pity
You’ll be at the foot of a deity
To praise thy holiness
And in the dirt the next morn.
Watisungla Ao
8:51 am
6th August 2013.
Copyright © Watisungla Ao | Year Posted 2013
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