A Stubborn Flower
At home there is a stubborn flower
Sickening like yaws it is
Touch it and it curls
Undress and it laughs heartily
Break it and it rejoins itself
Beat it and the stick breaks
On her cheeks tears flow as I smile
Rain makes it happy and extra turgid
Night fall makes it twinkle like star
Fans nocturnally celebrate on her petals
Loose is her behavior as bees lick her nectar
On bed of sorrows I sleep counting stars
With this stubborn flower at home
Each day is a thousand years
Roaming my mind is more death than life
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