I love flowers a lot,
We are same as them, are we not?
They have different types of colours,
We have different type of lovers,
Some love truth and God,
Some love doing evil and fraud,
They have their own charming smells,
We have various life gospels,
Some walk with an aim,
And earn respect and fame,
Others love the whole life relaxing,
And just pass their time being obstacle for other good people doing,
They have different life span,
We are enjoying as much as we can,
But they are in one or the other way useful,
We are busy in making everyone fool,
They are helpers,
We also help, but in flowing someone’s tears.