Wild Flowers Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Wild Flowers
Beside the rail line
The wild flowers shine,
But nobody is kind,
Everybody stays behind.
The passers-by indifferently go by the side,
The flowers think it a pride.
One day a man takes a bold decision;
He picks a flower without any mission.
Soon he comes back home smiling
And finds everything in his house glittering.
He picks a flower without any mission. Soon he comes back home smiling And finds everything in his house glittering. wild flower and the joy it gives you.. thank u. a fine poem which tells so much of your aesthetic art. tony
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5/11/2024 10:33:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The passers-by indifferently go by the side, The flowers think it a pride. One day a man takes a bold decision; He picks a flower without any mission. lovely poem. nature, the flower thinks it is pride that human passersby do not see the beauty. very nice expressions. tony