There are flowers in my garden,

They are beauty par beauty,

Every morn I touch their silken lips,

Every eve I smell their adorable tips

I know they never sleep nor slumber,

For they are here to nuture the Nature,

They see things none can tell,

Yet they never do swell,

In their bloom they tell a tale,

That every gardener knows under his veil,

Their simple beauty tells us all,

Be with the One who creates this all

It is His way of showing his nature

It is all the jubilation,

No I, no we, but all His celeberation.



2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Girija Dhar
    May 31, 2016 @ 03:27:03

    Very nice ,after long time…..

    Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android


  2. ayesha7
    May 31, 2016 @ 09:52:35

    Once again you spoil us with your verses of beauty and praise. You are indeed a guide.


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