Paper Flowers

These flowers have no fragrance

These petals don’t bleed

There will be no juice

When crushed

Nerves don’t end here

That is how they were

Since birth

There is no mystery

They don’t bloom

more or less at night

The rain drops

soak them in to bland

colorless shapes

Threatening to disintegrate

But they are immortal

They don’t die

Because they never lived

( Art by Shruthi Ashwath)

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