A Legendary Flower Poem by Osama Waqar

Spring cannot shun me.
For I remain, A legendary flower.
I must provide the light, in spite
of hearings fo the hour.

I have in mind a dream so true
in it I always dwell.
Yet autumn tries to rip my cage
apart and I always tell,

That it is time to fught against
the rebels of the sky.
And try and take a higher jump
to hydrate the dry.

But I must learn to build my trust;
and get a little worth.
And this I can because I am
to prove my special birth.

To catch up with the things divine,
Not engine of a car.
No one contrues for I remain:
A legendary flower.