Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab

>status of my garden

You nourished the garden
With all your sweet and blood

You love it
As you love your child
Or more than that

You got the fruits
Of your diligent, too

Sun flower
Roses and jasmine

A scent of beauty
The sound of sight

The sun played
You had a feast on sweet breeze

A lot of bees
Along with colorful butterflies

Went to decorate
And sing the song sweet

The smooth feeling
Of the soft thought and touch

You had all
In one or one in all
That is delight

The joy of your life
As young or grown up

You had got enough
Now the tide recedes
You walk through the ebb

The sight blurs
The other organs start
to tell you the truth

here in this ocean
in this garden

will be no tide
no new flower to blossom

the spring has gone
to the distant south
riding on the wings of the wind

they say
the garden is under the grip

of an irreversible storm
broken boughs

heavy heart
and loose skin

I can not walk way
here I once lived a life

in this garden
thousand flowers bloomed

and it gave me
what I needed

and what the matter most is
it gave me what I have now

and to me that is all

Submitted: Monday, May 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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  • Heather Wilkins (5/23/2013 6:44:00 AM)

    In this garden the gardner must feed and nourish his blossom. He must weed carefully every day. Always protecting it from the storms. If cared for properly it will return him much happiness. A wise gardner can relate to your verse. (Report) Reply

  • Sallam Yassin (5/21/2013 4:04:00 AM)

    the beauty and the grace of that garden
    i see
    in deep your heart
    and twist of your words sweet/ well done and thanks to share (Report) Reply

  • Tribhawan Kaul (5/21/2013 2:37:00 AM)

    I like this poem because somehow I relate with it. It reminds me of my birthplace. It reminds me of my family trying to stand on its own.during adversities. I love the metaphors used in this poem but the life has been like that only. A lovely write :) (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (5/20/2013 3:14:00 AM)

    A good garden must have a good gardener.
    A good gardener will have a beautiful garden.
    A good gardener knows he must rise and weed his garden every day.
    Until the last petal falls, the last green stem browns,
    Untill the last bee or butterfly leaves, the good gardener knows
    his work must go on. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/20/2013 2:44:00 AM)

    beautiful poem with imagery Rose and Jasmine here love and revolt of mind, , my garden my self /soul/ mind etc well write 10/10 bhai (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/20/2013 2:44:00 AM)

    beautiful poem with imagery Rose and Jasmine here love and revolt of mind, , my garden my self /soul/ mind etc well write 10/10 bhai (Report) Reply

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