A Wild Flower
I picked a wild flower
Full with beauty and fragrance,
From an unknown garden
To adorn my silent heart
That was wrapped in
Flesh and bone of my body
So long,
My eyes were shining
Like the stars of unending sky
And rummaging the world
For a wild flower
To quench the thirst of my
Lonely heart
One day I noticed
My loving flower
Was withering fast
And I wiped
The lens of my eyes
Where tears lingered
I got grief-stricken
And reminded the whole world
That it is the doom of
Every human being.
very nice! The tears was fallen from my eyes. Thanks for shayering it.
Indeed, life is a wild flower, nice metaphor and flawless poem...Liked it.10
A very well written poem Shakil.. The use of the flower metaphor is really apt.. Thank you for sharing..
well depicted about how mankind slowly withers away towards death.
Lonely heart; but, there is true love ahead. Nice work.
Wonderful wild flower is picked up with beauty and fragrance with this interestingly drafted poem definitely. Fantastic sharing....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And reminded the whole world That it is the doom of Every human being. this lines are very thoughtful with a philosophical undertone. great one.