For a Fragrant Blooming Flower
One day, all these awesome wishes of this world
Will blossom in a red rose with fragrance
I will not look for me there,
Neither will I try to find you, anymore.
The need for fragrance is long gone from our lives,
All those letters only scar into the deep.
An all-enduring life only seeks into more sublimation, more humility
You are no longer there.
That story ended many, many years ago.
With an utter surprise, the wounded body of this world still questions
A life in agonizing pain of death, would it sustain the injury?
There is hunger of life while embracing the news of death
There is still traces of heartbeat of a baby in the womb
The world moves on through pain , loss and torments
For one blissful dawn
For those floating clouds in a clear blue sky
For a fragrant blooming flower.
25th December 2020
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