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Namaste, this poem was written by a friend of mine and me.
Title: Paper Flowers
Paper flowers don't smell,
but they never fade.
In the same way, there are some people
who may never
enhance your life,
but they just live
around you.
Without any noise,
Without any demands,
they just live.
And their staying like this
eases the pain of leaving.
Or perhaps,
It explains what staying means.
Because that flower
remains only on paper.
Nothing is written for it,
Nor does it have a place in any book.
Yet,
In every dark evening,
it is present somewhere.
These cheap flowers
don't laugh,
like fragrant flowers
they don't yearn.
but they soften
under the influence of that water,
and become flat
under the pressure of shoes.
Alas,
strong petals keep them from falling apart,
they don't even let the unlucky flowers
die.
This very immortality
makes them insignificant,
sometimes one thing,
sometimes something else.