Shyness (خجولة)

There’s one Rose

Distinct from the others

Blossoming exquisitely

In a spacious garden

And its redolence is hovering

Yielding harmony to passerby

Pleasing the singing birdies

And the buzzing bees

None can touch the Rose

For the thorns ’re guarding

And the garden is shielding

While the bees are roving

Fortifying its purity

Against those wild-trespasser

Whose hearts are impure

But

Neither the thorns

Nor the bees

Can stand the impurities

For the Rose grows

In its bashfulness

Burgeoning in its reticence

Isolated by its shyness

Castling itself

from the smuttiness

 ..

There’s this Rose

Whose fragrance

Resembling no others

..

Bukit Bintang | 9.16PM | 13 March 2017 

The Piano keeps playing the Melody - Yiruma - The Moment

P.S.: Your shyness is your Crown. And that's how these all began..

Grow cactus, live your life.
As God is always with you.