My Wild Flower Poem by Poetspirit Sujan
My Wild Flower
Flower of the jungle
Always grows in trouble,
Full of catastrophic punch
Making her stronger,
In rain and in sun
Or
In spring and in winter,
Oh! How can she be so determined after these all? ? ?
Neglecting the suffering
She makes her way,
Finally, flourishing in the brightest ray
It has a life, fading wider and wider.
That's the reason why I called you by a wild flower...
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