Ezna Stephna

(Suva Fiji)

A Flower's Fragrance Declare The World


In friendship's fragrant garden
The flower is the poetry of reproduction.
None can have a healthy love for flowers
unless he loves the wild ones.

Everything has been thought of before
but the difficulty is to think of it again.
In the hope of reaching the moon
men fail to see the flowers

And it's my faith, that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
flowers are our constant friends.
The gardens that make us happiest flourish
A flower's fragrance declares to all the world

Submitted: Friday, October 01, 2010
Edited: Monday, September 02, 2013
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  • Vinod Kumar (3/15/2011 2:52:00 AM)

    Beauty of Reality that reflects the whole world, that is the flower and its fragrance, nice job 10+ (Report) Reply

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