When You Quench The Thirst Of A Pale Flower Poem by Hossam Bounab

When You Quench The Thirst Of A Pale Flower



When you quench the thirst of a pale flower

It rises again, and gives you scent

So thank you dear, you've given me power

And I will give you that grant

You lit the flareless candle in my obscured heart

You made me refuse to say the old word'I can't'

And now the world is going to see my wonderful rebirth

My silver beam will shove through the corners of this earth

Your high spirit made me to inspire all my powers

Untill the pitch reached to a hundred percent

The crumbled walls of mine grew to be a towers

And now I'm here today just to make you smell the scent

That's what hapens when you quench the thirst of a pale flower

Spring crop belongs to who plows her on summer



This poem is for a very dear person to my heart

thank you Miss...

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