I Could Pluck It But it has its own life I could smell it By holding in between my fingers I could feel it By passing through my cheeks It could taste its petals Through my canines I could have imagined it I could have devastated it I could have discarded it But it's lively It shouldn't be Plucked Because it has its own life Original Poem By: Dr.Yasmin Rashid Pharmacist Image : Original by me
No comments yet