Gangadharan nair Pulingat..


Garden


I sits in this garden when the sun sets
The glare of light comes from the west
The flowers of the garden is so much beautiful
The time is having such a wonderful sad feeling
No matter of concern but still I get the feeling
The lights in the garden are started to illuminate
The water springs in the light made it more beautiful
People are coming from somewhere to the garden
With their younger ones for a good evening
Their innocent plays gets the attention of all
Without the children the world is boredom

Submitted: Saturday, May 03, 2014

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A good evening and experience in a garden with flowers and lights.

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