There's a dry flower,
gloomy, infertile, colourless and very different,
but without any focus on it.
The colibri avoids it, bees don't
fly around it.
When it rains, it's intact,
but in shiny days it's covered
with dew.
It's a defective flower,
a dead plant.
It could be the most beautiful,
but it's rotten, unnoticed,
and its colours represent
the sadness itself.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
The human flower
Thơ CaSometimes you feel so small and complexed about yourself that you just see your bad side, forgetting that you are a really great person, and maybe this is the only thing in your mind.
