The walk,
through the park,
besides the hedge,
on the stony pavement.
Wild flowers,
gloom away from view,
scanty fragrance emanates,
as I try to look nearer.
The garden has its flowerbeds,
with colorful buds and leaves,
brightening at the center stage,
taking up all the gaze.
Being on the sides,
forgotten, unkempt, disorganized
but fill up the surrounding,
with something necessary.
So I continued,
searching for something new,
every corner have it's treasures,
when I started looking,
even it was just a walk...
through the park.
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