today, as i walked on pavement
my sneakers brushed against a soft petal
light pink blush, now rotting brown – the flower’s flat vitals
suddenly made me feel sentimental,
as i reflected on lives cut short and souls discontent —
i realized that life is not a perfect moment,
but a collage
of happiness gained, mistakes made, and time misspent.
life and petals
Chaos of Life 