THE WILD FLOWER
I am a wild flower blooming by the
wayside,
Wafting my exotic fragrance by the
hour,
For I live by moments, and besides,
I love to dance and swing,
In the gentle breeze which the summer
brings!
I enjoy my life, though unnoticed and
uncared,
Yet I am fit to adorn the crown of a
king!
Since we all fade out, cradled in time's
lap,
But as long I bloom, I am a queen!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
08 Jan 08
like Ariel, i too can smell and enjoy the flower. please read my poem communion with flowers. nice message also. mamta
beautiful flower..i can smell the scent even from from that distance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have an eye for the smallest and the daintiest wildflower, which goes almst unnoticed! i love them too, as my daughter, when she was small, would make a bouquet and present me wild flowers.the poem is after my heart! ritty