Flowers,The Boon of God
flowers are those creation,
in which there is difference, similarity, but no discrimination!
They don't speak nor do they hear,
But they can feel their surroundings of happiness and fear!
At night they cry for their beloved ones,
Which were plucked by humans, just for randomn fun.
In morning they bloom for the Sun,
Turned into fruits, flowers excrete nectar and gum.
They live for others,
Merging into nature's colours!
Making nature more beautiful to look at,
we owe gratitude to those flowers,
which made us feel happy,
when alone in the garden we sat!
Flowers are the boon of God,
Which were mistook to be created in this world full of ill thoughts!
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