Autobiography-2: My Childhood, Surroundings And Nature Poem by umaprosad das

With Summer's approach, mango grooves bloomed with buds
When the bees flocked around trees to suck honey and buzzed
When some buds fell down and stud, nectar wets the ground
We, now and then, visited garden when globules to be found

Nature beckons me to come and see occasionally to enjoy
Her charming gift, what was indeed, left back when a boy
But till to date, I could not get, any chance to visit on Her call
Being engaged in duties in keen to comply with them all

Autumn arrives, soothes lives, the pleasant breeze blows
Starts to bloom white kash brooms, night jasmine grows
In clusters, the divine flowers bloom in thousands in dusk
Grace night; avoid day light, at dawn to fall down they busk

In our Epics, the story depicts about the jasmine tree's birth
On request of Satyabhama, Lord Krishna brought it on earth
From Heaven, where sweet fragrance filled the sky and air
Flowers of this divine tree, now our Autumn's glory, so fair

Lord Krishna planted it slanting a bit on Satyabhama's yard
Tree bloomed but flowers fell down in Rukmini's courtyard
Satyabhama in gloom cursed the tree to bloom not at all in day
Let nobody be happy to enjoy your beauty; Let none be gay
...to be continued