Nature.

Dear Lotus,

Do you swipe the rose of the sunset sky,
To brush it on your blushing cheeks ?

Dear Rose

Do you drink in the red setting sun ,
To darken your lips?

Is this your routine?To brighten up the life of the mundane?

Both of you are beyond easy grasp,
One in pond and other in thorn!

A message maybe,
Away thee,only this far,

Enjoy us from afar!