LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS.....

The language of flowers is mesmerizing. In fact, this thought came to my mind 28 years ago. I wrote a poem on this which was also aired live by me on national radio.
The poem was about flowers and their connection with life.
Poem's context was the language of flowers.
Today I am sharing the crux of that poem as to how the flowers think.
"What a life we flowers have? " some flowers were discussing among themselves.
We are so bright and blooming but our lives are so unpredictable.
Some respectfully take us and offer us to the deities they worship.
Many happily and proudly decorate us on their special and memorable occasions.
Very lovingly people gift us as a token of love.
We also act as a bond for making two souls become one.
Sometimes people use us with sadness in their heart to pay homage to a departed soul.
At the other times with love in hearts and us in hands, people propose to their beloved.
We are decorated with honour on national festivals.
In the beautiful gardens we stand tall and shiny.
As life nears its end, people take us in their hands and immerse us in the holy rivers and bid adieu to another life.
No one thinks or cares for as to what happens to us.
Human beings  communicate through us but when we are on the last stage of fading away we are ruthlessly thrown around .
OH! WHAT A PITY.
BUT WE SHALL STILL BLOSSOM AND ALWAYS ADD COLOURS IN EVERYONE'S LIFE......