I’m not a flower, yet I’m beautiful.
I have no water or soil, yet I grow.
The wind tears me, yet I bend and live through.
I’m on the ground, yet I’m above everyone else.
I enjoy daily, what most only dream about.
I am different.
I am me.
I’m not a flower, yet I’m beautiful.
I have no water or soil, yet I grow.
The wind tears me, yet I bend and live through.
I’m on the ground, yet I’m above everyone else.
I enjoy daily, what most only dream about.
I am different.
I am me.
The photo is really really nice , love it 🙂
and poetry ………. hmmmm …… nice poet 😉
Thanks Marw!
It’s not a permanent change, I just felt inspired 🙂
I would love to read more of your poems:-)
Ah , yes , this happens but you know ,
Everything starts from inspiration 😉 😀
i agree with Jasmina 🙂
Marwah can we inspire Zvonimir to write more poetry? 😉
Why not !! 😉
I’ll see what I can do galls 🙂
And where inspiration takes me… 😉