Flowers
Never forgotten like it is spring 365,
When a young prince wrote letters to his betrothed beauty;
When a greensman works on a scene of life and death blending in;
And when friends throw bridal shower for the blushing one;
Leaves
Only remembered at the end of fall,
But the souls..
In awe of the complication in their veins, the green in them;
Appreciate the way they carry themselves, so light and humble;
And perceive how they belittle to let the blossom secure the attention;
They are my kinda people <3
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RandomHello my dearest friends. Assalamu Alaikum :)) This is just a book containing thoughts that cross my mind. Consider it a diary, journal whatever hehe. It will be kept updated from time to time. But I cannot promise to be consistent :/ I really hope...
