Our Perceptions are Different — POEM 𝒃𝒚 Azhar Nadeem
She says,
Dew on a rose-face evaporates;
Hues of a butterfly are bound to whither;
Tears have no recollection;
𝑾𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚.
She says,
Dew on a rose-face evaporates;
Hues of a butterfly are bound to whither;
Tears have no recollection;