Virginity in her...
Till the last eve...
Limelight of the day-
Metamorphosise her,
Invisible to any beetle....
Until she withers...
Yet tell me the spring-
That dares to do this...
Sumayya Nejoom
yet all that happens to happen by metamorphosis that very beautry of nature when crucified by own reeks of cruelty............yet ingenious by the wexpression, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing
good piece, Sumayya...you articulate very well your thoughts about the untouched withering flower...about the insatiated withering desires of life...10
beautiful piece, sumayya...i admire the imaginative mind behind this write...10
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I would like to translate this poem
lovely words Sumayya As Suma means flower, be careful!