Are they aware the sultry flowers?
Of the colors that they wear,
Clustered in hundred, they recite
But of the tale, words are unaware
Vibrating strings do they know?
Of their harmonious tune
Cratered and rocky he truly is
Only Earth sees beauty of the moon
Innocent mind cannot tell apart
Genuine men from fake
It can’t sense your ignorant heart
To me, what difference you make! ! !
Seema Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-do-not-know-2/
