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The “Life is a Blossom ” is very deep meaning poem in
which even I was not able to understand some phrases .i
think it is my first self written poetry (I don’t know why
I’m saying that but yes it is directly and deeply from my
heart) 


Life is a blossom

Life is a blossom 
Always odorous, 
always beautiful
But not every time or some
Its beauty become awful

It drops the nectar  
For the bees*
Through a hectare
Its colors indeed 

It helps in beautifying the nature 
By being on every passageway**
Even it is adored by other creatures 
But sometimes it doesn’t bother about itself, anyway.

Not always fragrant
 Not always shine
Neither for goddess reverent***
Nor anyone’s “mine”****
The appalling reality of blossom is that
One day It has to parched
Like an old woman’s husk hat
From the world it has to “depart”  

AFWAh- the rumour
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*‘it drops…bees’ symbolize that we always try to do
good for others on our better half
**‘By…passageway’ means we always try to be recognized
in our field to be adored, appreciated (not always for
everyone but usually for average persons, I’m like that) 
***neither….reverent’ in many religions of India we
usually decorated our religious holy books the idols of
goddess with flowers for their adoration. For that line it
means sometimes our rudeness or bad temper discourage others
and make us a sinner that don’t bothers about other
feelings .those  who don’t care about the lords creature,
then the mighty don’t accept us for their  adoration. in
other words we become sinner and due to that we are unable
to be their adorable child…
***nor …mine’ your rudeness makes everyone to neglect
you such the way that there is no one at a time that say you
are mine 
Posted: 2017-10-30 16:19:37 UTC

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