Non fragrant blooms on winter canvas,
Descending wind leaves a touch of peace encompasses,
Rotten red lilies lost in the mist of komorebi dreams deodorize,
The fruitful memories evoke nostalgia from the ink cries,
Forget me not that forgot me,
Seeking fragrance of the delivered letters exhale out breathe in blue skies,
Adorn tears perch upon thighs.

Blooming a garden of treasure until it reach heart's core,
For beauty of forgiveness is far beyond no more,
Thoughtless mind outpoured the definition of dahlia,
For a kiss of spring on the way
Petals old births the fragrantly envy of petals gold,
Still having a bliss of sensing mother's roses,
As the cold fading stains of long pain leaving soothing drops of dew.

© Architakumar96