the bouquet the bouquet awaits that thursday the day you had promised to meet when the orchids rested serenly in my palms eager to stud the rendezvous with warm greet the days though passed by but the shrubs refused to wilt the reason to bloom got stabbed somwhere and the green blood oozed with guilt the petals have turned brown now famished and starved as crumb the stalk doesnt stand firm anymore the bouquet lies dead and numb.... #thebouquet #throwback #mywritings #love #life #poetry #farhaN
