BEAUTY
A single flower
On a rocky ledge,
Kissed only by a breeze.
We look at it with anger,
Contempt, envy, and suspicion,
Unable to reach it,
Daring not to touch.
Below it, an abyss—
Where you might break your neck...
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Author:
Sami Mulaj (
Offline) - Published: February 3rd, 2026 21:01
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Comments1
A metaphor where we envy what we are not able to do. Beauty in the face of adversity. Most lovely
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