Live like a flower

Recurring rejuvenation on momma’s face
To watch me bloom in her dahlia
Dew drops hanging on me precariously
Meets a departure as sun hungs straight up
In the azure sky oozing me warmth
Butterflies reaching all over me
And I become cynosure of serendipity
Which metaphors could never express
My stem moving on the rhythm of zephyr
carrying me a benevolent touch of faith
and dreams flutters around as a fragrance
interpreting the rhapsody of
inexplicable boundaries between time, space and beauty
 
//Momma told me back in those halcyon days hopes breathed and miracles survived//

Flowers truly teach us bunch of lessons

  • Pleasure is always followed by pain (Thrones and delicate petals)
  • Be kind. The more you give it enriches your soul. (Butterflies and honey bees feeding on them and eventually let new ones to grow by pollination)
  • Real beauty never needs cover. You are loveliest when you be yourself.(The colours, texture and fragrance of every flower is different but they don’t tend to change them; that’s what makes them perfect)
  • Everything takes time trust the journey with hopefulness (The bright blooming flower was someday a seed in soil with time it let grew stems,buds and slowly a flower in your Tiara)
  • Death is inevitable. So live every second of your life happily and do something that you become a good example for other.(Flowers are never dead their essence is eternal in aura)

Tenderness, Acceptance and Perfection

Live like a flower dried but never dead.

Just clicked few pictures thought to share with y’all

© Aesthetic world

Forgiveness

Veiled with clouds stars stood lonely
Staring at me and I stared them too
With deserted eyes and lost conscience
My heart kept getting heavier
Of the debt I never repaid
Tears that do not rolled down
Rather dried on my face
Ashamed for felonies
I longed for death to embrace me
for their is no forgiveness
To my dready soul
Angel carried me in her wings
To the coffin drapped with lilies
Buried in the earthly essence
On the shores of serene sea
Washing off the false contemplations
That sprouted on my palms
Stained with blood of agony
And my eternally closed eyes
whriled around universe
That forgives me, forgives all my crimes
bringing me to the greatest
Attribute of life
Humanity nestled in my arms
Soul rejoiced with mercy
I received in abode.

© Aesthetic world

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Let me

Let me walk through the lilies of your heart where you have dissemble all your lesions and pain.

Let me just pluck out all those blue flowers of your dahlia and adore my wall with cologne of your melancholic verses.

Let me merge my lipid fingers with the graveyard corners of yours so that I could sow a seed of belief of being alive again.

Let me hold you closest to my arms; grab giltters of necklace and rewrite the incomplete stories inscripting stars in your eyes.

Let me strech all the haikus I wrote for you last night into the sumptuous Limericks so that you could feel my rhymes of faith when the next morning you walk all alone.

© Aesthetic world

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