For Your Love Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Without care it grows
Till the flower shows
Birds brought the seed
It's just another weed.
In a corner of the garden
Amid beauties a burden
One you would like to miss
It grows unloved in bliss.
You care not about its name
The uninvited without shame
That needs no water
‘Damn it', you mutter.
Hardened it stands stubborn
Mocking you night and morn
Unloved yet in love with you
Baked in sun bathed in dew.
You can't take it anymore
It has to be shown the door
With gun you madly shoot
It's gone head and root.
Summer passes comes the rain
Your garden is green once again
For your love sprouts the undying greed
Once more the birds bring back the seed.