I remember the day,I was carried away by an aroma to a skinny alley of this tainted town.
The scent was diffused all over,I guess.
And it was a distinct smell amongst the filth.
Then what I saw!
I saw an extremely beautiful flower blossoming from a rupture of an austere brick wall.
No Origin of Species could define it.
The colours were vibrant,fragrance was maddening.
I felt the presence of a Woman.
"Oh!Wicked boy get away from her,
please maidens don't pick her up!",
I cried deliberately.
She was dancing with the wind,waving her body like an angel.
I sensed her,touched her,watched her devouringly.
But Alas!Time passed by quickly and
suddenly she started wilting.
I realized the day had turned into dusk;
lights were diminishing.
She could not live without Sun.
She would die in the cold of Night.
Transgressors would strip her,molest her,murder her.
She had no tomorrow!
I wept childishly and hoped that
the Sun would rise again.
But your God did not hear my prayer,
all the Myths seemed untrue to me.
She would never come again and
I could never touch her again.
But I will wait watching at the rupture where she had
left her roots.
Her divine smell still persists for it was the Scent of A Woman.
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