I am an unfinished poem,
An unbloomed flower,
A broken melody,
An untold old tale,
An unseen verse inside your notebook.

But,I am the inevitable flavour of your life,
I tune your strings,
I sprinkle colours on your dreams,
I make your mornings smile,
I make your nights meaningful.

You can search my fragrance
in every other flower in the garden,
You can taste as many cherries
searching for my taste,
You can colour your dreams
with any shade of red.

But, you will fail at the end of the day,
Because I am me , the one and only me!


- ANONYMITY 🙃