From a long time, i was
in a deserted garden, full of thorns
then you came like a river
and gifted my throat solace
the pleasing flowers bloomed
every side became colourful again
the dead looking trees became green
and they started swinging again
butterflies of alluring colours
again started winging in the air
from a dried up and nasty one
you made it a bonny and lovely one
©aariz
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