Where is the question of dying yet
I am still a closed bud
The bumblebee has not opened the veil
Has not bathed me with soft water
The cycle of life has not been completed
There is no question of dying yet
I have not seen the rising sun
I have not bathed in the moonlight
Aspirations have not held my arms
I have not learnt patience from the earth
Beauty has not wrapped around my body
There is no question of dying yet
The branch has not yet filled with soft leaves
The plant has not gripped the ground with its roots
The trader of fragrance
The bumblebee has not yet reached
There is no question of dying yet
The spring has not come in the garden
The rows of flowers have not been decorated
The wind has not caressed me by hugging me
I have not recognised the flower
I am still a closed bud
The garden has seen my developed form Where did the gardener see?
There was no talk of dying yet
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day ☺️🙏. @vikbuddy
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