Analysis of Time doesn't pardon anyone.

Time doesn't pardon anyone.

The dry flower was lying,
on the tree shade.
It became discoloured and fade.

But once it was fresh.
The colours were shining like rainbow.
The sun and the moon helped it to grow.

When it bloomed,
the butterflies came to collect nectar.
Its fragrance spread near or far.

It was appreciated by beholders
and very often as the symbol of love.
But time took away outer robe.