Offering

2013-03-03 10.52.59While I crush the flowers under my feet,

I am so oblivious of their existence.

But, I think I ve harmed none,

Cause they don’t cry out their pain.

If I had to notice each word that pierced some hearts

I have sinned a thousand times only with words

Like the flowers I crushed while I walk carelessly.

Each step I take has to be with your memory.

Each breath I take has to be an offering at your feet.

 

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