The day I was found, they had decided that, ‘that the day i’ll born they will decide’ because a lot of duties they have to abide.
They kept patience till the bump got shown had watered me like the gardener does with a rose.
They went to the doctor, said they want me to know my heart beats increased as i felt so. But after that i felt some change didn’t know why she’s soothing me again and again.
They decided the date and I was ready to give them a surprise, but i thought isn’t it too early but it’s alright.
I started to feel the same sorrow and pain but wanted to leave behind my stains.
As this was all about the world i know so i decided to write this poem while lying on the river side road.
Still don’t know I am ‘he’ or ‘she’ but sure they do and in the end same thing gardener did to that rose.
And in their world people still love that rose while I am a trash to feed.
-Elixir
Enchanted Elixir 