Touch me not
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
i was born to live for a day
into this world of hate
i was bought
spreading my fragrance
my beauty fragile as breath
is all that i have got
tomorrow i will
whither like an old hag
wrinkled as i rot
my doom i need not plot
for my burial i need
no fancy spot
death is my destiny
a tragedy of my lot
