A flower that bloomed,
A wild flower,
Hidden from the gardener's eye..
Flourished, unloved, uncared for,
Among the weeds, for a while...
Today it withered, perished,
No traces remain..
Gardener ignorant, unknown,
Flower that he did not see..
In his garden own.. !
A dead wild beauty..
Only the mosses,
And a few weeds,
Who saw her for a day...
Are sad, in pain..
Tugged in the corner,
In utter dismay !
~Manjuri~
A wild flower,
Hidden from the gardener's eye..
Flourished, unloved, uncared for,
Among the weeds, for a while...
Today it withered, perished,
No traces remain..
Gardener ignorant, unknown,
Flower that he did not see..
In his garden own.. !
A dead wild beauty..
Only the mosses,
And a few weeds,
Who saw her for a day...
Are sad, in pain..
Tugged in the corner,
In utter dismay !
~Manjuri~
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