You deprived me of my fragrance You lust on my beauty, But I still loved you, Till my last ceasing breathe. The violent winds,the ruthless beast, Showers no little amity. My petals began to wither, I am dying in myself, I need my soil to live. But why I feel so I am bound to you Only for you sprouted me? You plucked me off, You lust me of My beauty, my odour I thought it to be your candour But I was wrong, a little perplexed, Obliged to you then. You fondle me but nipped the soul. You ruined me as a whole, I am losing my shine, my charm. Will I get back my warmth? I rigor day and night, I m dying in your arms. You slaughtered my soul. My Carmine is growing old. This floret will bloom no long, This floret has lost its charm. Image source : Google #feeble_floret.. #yqbaba #yqdidi #floret #yopowrimo #boost thyself #poetry #shrutiG #lust #love There's a challenge I want to give...for which I nominate Rahul Pal Saket Garg himanshu yadav mahalkhe Sejal Moriya Ayush Dwivedi Prashant Dubey n Ayushi Patra