The Fall of a bloom

He wanders off… leaving her all alone

She blossoms and yet withers away so soon

Dwindling into zilch, flouting down

And hitherto on her temple there was not a frown

Tears scaled her apart, nevertheless on her face

Was pasted a smile so striking

She lay there all wilted

And her eyes opened to the hop of her two buds

Her buds ready to thrive

Furthermore could she let them shrink away?

She rose every day and then

One day slowly she slid away

Lifeless and wilted yet on her face

Was a beam of the divine!


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