Can think of peace
And promise
Look at rose
And suppose
Will you spare her beauty?
In the name of almighty
Even though it spreads fragrance
Appeals us in their presence
Yet we crush them against their wishes
And finish the existence
It is our nature
To make sure
That natural object
Never exist in their original form
Flowers at least
With their best
Present the case
Before human race
Nature is always appealing
And repealing
Any ideas
That is wrong or false