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Open in its full bloom;
artistic in its haven
listening to melodic tunes,
Oblivious to its home of gloom;
aesthetic in its preserve
shining in its ambience,
Obliged to be stuck in doom;
exquisite in its tranquility
swimming within peace,
Alive in its foul room;
A lily is not a flower
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its home not the murky water
its beauty not remote
A water lily is inspiration
delicate beauty so fine
of petals so tender
with a glow sublime.
1 comment:
What a beautiful poem. I especially love the way the ending flows. Great pictures to go with the words. :)
~Jess
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