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Song of sunflower
Didst thou think I am always happy?
Because I am the colour of Summer,
As I shine and glow, like virgin lover;
Because I laugh when all pass by,
As they forget about their meagre lives;
Or maybe I remind you of delightful days,
Filled with baked buns and lemonades;
Or maybe because my fresh aroma,
Elevates senses sending your spirit into a coma;
Or is it because you see inside me,
Pure Beauty, uncorrupted and free;
Oh you feeble souls, I cry tears of buds,
I shed all my skin of amber studs;
My sunny petals turn into a dead colour,
Antique you may say but a tranquil pallor;
My leaves are gone, swayed by the wind,
Sworn never to return on this road unkind;
Oh hear, hear people, I can be sad too,
Buried into soil and pretend this life I never knew.
Hafsah Dero is a headstrong brown girl, who takes pride in her Sindhi heritage and wants to climb the ladder of creativity. She has recently completed her Undergraduate in English Literature and Linguistics. She aspires to become a writer but is struggling to voice her tune in her work. She loves art and history, and want to make her mark in the world.