I
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
II
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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