A Flower Once Was A Bud

Anhad Kathoor, Class 8 E, Deens Academy School, ECC Road, Bengaluru

A Flower Once Was a Bud
The pain affects me no longer,
I just got stronger.
Day by day the mental scars of my pain are fading,
Does that mean the war is over?
My younger self-thought pain was never-ending,
Little me thought the pain would choke her.
Since then, a long way have we come.
From losing a heart to putting on a brave face.
Being scared, brave replace.
A whole new person has I become.
A flower once was a bud,
It may take time but for sure it blooms.

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