The Charmers in love

Drift away to dream

Hemanika

Adorning her hair with flowers, she knows each from the other.
For she is Hemanika - The flower picker. 

I am a weakling

I am a weakling
I get hurt when harsh words are spoken
I tear up every time I see someone cry
I am a weakling
I feel the pain of others as it flows
I ache when I see a wandering soul
I am a weakling
I choke when I see a starving face
I remain aghast on others misfortunes
I am a weakling
I break from the inside as they shatter
I burn when they are mocked mighty
I am a weakling
I cannot hide my sudden emotions
Be it happy or heartening sorrow
I am a weakling
I cry first and raise voice second
I don't hide my wrath over deceit
I am a weakling
I believe each is a life's teaching

Bath time