I’m not a flower, yet I’m beautiful.
I have no water or soil, yet I grow.
The wind tears me, yet I bend and live through.
I’m on the ground, yet I’m above everyone else.
I enjoy daily, what most only dream about.
I am different.
I am me.
7 thoughts on “Different”
The photo is really really nice , love it π
and poetry ………. hmmmm …… nice poet π
The photo is really really nice , love it π
and poetry ………. hmmmm …… nice poet π
Thanks Marw!
It’s not a permanent change, I just felt inspired π
I would love to read more of your poems:-)
Ah , yes , this happens but you know ,
Everything starts from inspiration π π
i agree with Jasmina π
Marwah can we inspire Zvonimir to write more poetry? π
Why not !! π
I’ll see what I can do galls π
And where inspiration takes me… π