Dreamers Zone

creativity, imagination, new experience, discovery and open doors - Poems and Poetry

sâmbătă, februarie 10, 2007

She was talking to the flowers

She was talking to the flowers. All men were silent,
but she spoke.
She cared not for their worn-out eyes,
she loved life,
so she spoke.

No man sees the petals, when they're in bloom,
but she saw.
Chronically busy, overloaded souls
never care,
still she saw.

She was greeting the sunrise. All eyes were closed,
but she was.
The point was the invention of electric light,
why bothering?
But she was.

When you're close to an end, bother
yourself to look into the mirror for just one life...

Time never forgives, but gives -
flowers and sun to everybody
enough alive
to understand...



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