Flowers And Thorns Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Flowers' life is far shorter than that of thorns
As the life of flesh is shorter than that of horns.
She gives life to strong things, death to weak
A great lesson from it the wise can seek.
Stones and metals build graceful monuments,
That change into concrete, abstract moments.
Strong teeth chew flesh, fruit, and vegetables
Those who fight tooth and nail can turn tables.
Smiling flowers are momentary but charming
As the sunshine of winter is warming.
Pleasing things, the nature rules, often die
Soon as the fourteenth's moon, lives awry.
You know, pleasure is so small in nature
And the most wide-spread law is venture.
Nature always believes in adventure,
Even the stormy winds have to nurture,
All big or small things have to make a try
As for each distance a fly has to fly.
Thorns and flowers are sermons from her pulpit
Only the strong fighters remain fit.