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Thursday, 5 November 2026

3646 Flowers and Humans (English poetry)



Once flowers bloomed with fragrance so sweet,

Today, like humans, they have changed their beat.


Flowers are changing colours every day,

Like human feelings, they fade away.


No difference between real and fake,

Like humans, flowers wear masks they make.


What should I say? I cannot understand,

Were flowers like this, or humans so planned?


Have humans changed, or flowers today?

Who became like whom along the way?

Dr.

Sangeeta Sharma Kundra 'Gieet' 

3.53pm 5 Nov 2026


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