Little flower bud
Has come up in mud
But pink in color
Standing with honor
Does surrounding matter?
I hope not for eye catcher
He finds beauty from distance
Love to find its place by chance
Why all flowers look so beautiful?
Appeal mankind to be purposeful
Unmindful of environment and compulsion
There remains only attraction
It is easy to scale mountain
Stand fast against wind and sustain
But against smiling onslaught
The battle is never fought
Flowers smile with innocence
Never object anybody's presence
Open up in free style
Just to be crushed meanwhile
I appeal to be tolerant
In context and to be relevant
Live in present state
Love and never hate
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Very beautifully and eloquently penned. Besides flower buds it may be addressing the girls too metaphorically. Lovely poem.10/10
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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