Blossom

It uses to blossom
the flowers in the darn
And it spreads
it's smell all over the world

None thinks
why it happens
till it becomes
withered and destroyed

It is sacred
even to offer
and of course,just to
decorate many occasions

Most of the flowers
were arrived and
kept in rounds
while the whole world
looking at him

In surprise and impossible
to believe
wasn’t old
even the elders
were around them. why?

He was sleeping
We called him
used to hug as in ere days
wasn’t useful
We got no reaction

(Dear Thinula, though you left us all here we all need you. But now you can’t come to us. So we all wish you to have nibbhana (the eternal happiness). –Shamitha )