Discussion in 'Poetry and Lyrics Forum' started by monica_decosta, May 26, 2013.

  1. A flower ?
    No it’s a hand-full of cotton
    Some-one was letting it flow with the autumn breeze
    He was a friend in-deed, one of those who seldom speaks
    I have always known him as a cotton tree
    That’s how I keep personalities in my head
    This tells me how to behave with them
    As plants and trees
    Yes !!!
    U are the orange rose there..
    I'm the peepal !!!

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