After the Ceremony


After the Ceremony


I collect the deserted  flowers

Sustain them in a vase for some more hours

Not to look

But to listen

The falling of the petals

sigh after festivals



Liberty or Death


Why cage a paradise

Why capture a butterfly

What you possess is death

Beauty never reside in slavery

A flower in vase soon stops breath

 Liberty! Liberty! 

Give me liberty, or death

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