Treasure Island

Abhishek Bundela

(Lalitpur)

Rose, Garden, Rose Faced!


Rose, Garden, Rose Faced!

From the fragrance of flowers,
Oh resident of my heart,
The garden has become flower bed,
Should I pluck and desert it?
Tell O, My Face of Rose,
What is your Desire?
You want the 'Bed of Flowers' or,
You desire 'The Flower Gown',
'I have pride on my smiling Flowers',
Which are eager to suffer pain,
Just for you!

Abhishek Bundela

Submitted: Saturday, April 03, 2010

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