Vivek Tiwari Poems
Planting The Saplings
These saplings that I plant
Shall grow in youthful lusty bloom
With beautiful hues and sweet fragrance
In My Garden before my door.
Among the plants with laden flowers
Shall I sit serenity blessed
Easing in cot or swing or chair
Viewing the beauty wide expressed.
I shall glance and glare and sing
To all its heart exulting scenes
Its ecstasy of melodious musing
Of wasps murmuring and humming bees;
Singing birds and cuckoos' rhyming
Shall teach my heart a divine ease.
I shall be me young again
Bubbling heart of warm enthusiasm
Love property and all her riches!
For she competes her lovers!
For she has lovers in most!
For she-as seems-is quite virgin!