Withering reminiscence
Sunshine hasn't reached the petals again
Fragrance-deprived
Disarranged fibonacci sequence
Fascination in fasciation
Memory recall, Perception distorted
Seeds , sow. Reap , not tomorrow
Some flowers has to face a lot of dirt
Before it blooms to show off

Underneath the soil
Burried in the grave of our memory
Are the roots of our connections
Tragedies and camaraderie
Holding each other firmly
Beneath this Garden of Our Recollections
A network that clings
Whatever the day brings
We are firmly standing

Withering , yet soon will rebloom
Our 𝐓𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 of Thrilling Togetherness
Heavy fragrance yet sweet scent
Exuding a rich aroma , white memories
Visually striking
Our 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤 of Silly Moments
Sweet spicy scent , delightfully captivating
Pleasantly filling the air
Of its unseen small particles

Our 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲 of Love
Clove-like scent that is intense
Our 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚 of Good Old Days
Reminds me of zesty vibe
Creamy colors stunningly elegant
Adding an element of our youthful glow
In our past we grow
Our 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 of Cries
In white, pink, and red , we bled

Our 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐜 of Loss evoking a sense
Of nostalgic poetries and prose
Has mauve and purple evocation
Of push and pull charm and sophistication
Our 𝐇𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 of Hate
Our 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭 of Tiredness
Has citrus-floral intoxicating aroma
Our 𝐓𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 of Trust has apple-like scent
That is refreshing that turns to disgust

Invigorating before, filling the air
With a pleasant and subtle aroma
Candid reminders of fleeting togetherness
Our 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 of Worries
Turned into a faded lavender-hued flora
Redolence with sensory experience
Inculcated in the depths of my soil
My soul , my neuropathways
In fair weather and in times of storms


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