Thursday, October 1, 2015

Wither Away

Crimson bliss
Deep hue;
Petals blush
Drunk on dew;
Oblivious though
To a ticking cue…

The red’s with an earthy tinge.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock…
Quietly, and slowly so
Now like leaves, they are all falling off,
Even with my spirit left
My petals leave the stalk…

I exist now just in air
Freshness and fragrance lingering somewhere.
Sure with time I withered away
Like all that exists will someday.
But a smile I bring to every heart

And leave some timeless memories when I depart…

P.S. All photos are my own and were clicked with my Nexus5 Cam.