At night.blossoms the cirrus flower,
Darkness can not see its pure splendors,
To please the darkness with its colour,
With lure & fear the flower surrenders,
Darkness relishes the sweetness of nectar;
Day waits to see the flower in its grace,
By the time darkness had kissed its face,
Knowing well with greatness accepts the farce,
Helps the clour and fragrance to spread and enhance,
Other side of the world, night continues with another advance;
Vidyadhar, 'Other side of the world, night continues with another advance; ' It is surprising poems Which Differs air lyricism and sensitive metaphors... Tsira
Vidyadhar, Was it just me or was there something just a little bit sexy going on with that flower? B.V.A.
You paint a mood picture of some depth. Your last two lines are your best lines. Excellent write. As always, Sandra
Lovely 'Helpless Flower' surrendering herself to day and night, enjoying life to its fullest enchanting.
A powerful and capturing write Vidyadhar! A pleasure indeed to read! ! *10*! ! Best wishes! Friend Thad
really really nice poem i enjoyed reading it every line was well written.....great job
God has made such plans that we have flowers blooming in allseasons and day and night. the fragrance of flowers that bloom at night reminds of their presence. a lovely poem with beautiful imagery.
Blind nights do miss the splendors and colors of the ‘flowers’ that bloom in nights... a story of the ‘other side’ of the world? ‘The day knowing well with greatness accepts the farce…’ A very deep line! Excellent write, vidyadhar! a ten...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow.....im speechless..its beautiful!