Like active beings, come and go.
then flee, leaving ajar the door.
Your wilt is now exposed for the world to stare at? Lol, I don't mind seeing the ruggedness of your mind though... nice poem Buogha
True very true...sometimes the rain does more good in harm...
@Mackel9, yup, we're all "wilted" to some extent, hehe. I guess when it cannot be revived if not visible aye.. Thanks.@Smallz, well thank you. Now following your blog; you'd kept it hidden but I found it! :)