Floating Lotus

[Lilian]

It not a story of a Lotus
its a story of life
story of pain and suffering

i know, the light behind the darkness
i know the pain , behind the happiness
i know the people , behind the crowd
i know the floating sense, behind the sense
i name it Lotus
it pink petal become gray day by day
become unknown to someone
but never goes away the scent of itself
i can smell the fragrence of the beautiful Lotus
does nt make any sense to me
but still, i will call it floating lotus.