
The flowers beginning to bloom
Trying to shed the gloom
Caused by the haze
Spreading the painful glaze
The beautiful fragrance
Soothing the mind
Scraping the darkness
Spreading the happiness divine.

The flowers beginning to bloom
Trying to shed the gloom
Caused by the haze
Spreading the painful glaze
The beautiful fragrance
Soothing the mind
Scraping the darkness
Spreading the happiness divine.
Wow such a great poem Haroon.. So optimistic.. Writing is a way for healing indeed.
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Indeed it is
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Thank you so much
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Welcome 🌼
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Kya baat hai!!
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Shukriya
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beautifully said
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Thank you so much
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welcome
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So happy to read this one! Nature indeed heals us with utmost love. May you succeed in this battle too! 🙏🌹
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Aameen . Sometimes I hate life but don’t know how do I get energy to revitalise it
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I feel that too, Haroon! Sometimes I feel positive to an extent that it feels like magic! Must be God, that must be God strengthening us to fight our battles!
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Indeed
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Like always.
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Beautiful image and words!
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Thank you so much
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You’re welcome
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