More than ever, I, in my aimless mind
Suddenly behold the beauty of my garden
Hear the rhymes of hissing corn leaves
Whispering breeze on blooming beans
Mesmerizing fragrance, mind craving
blooming creepy gourd-wine castes
Overwhelmed warmth 'n enlivening scent
fertile garden soil lingering behind
Dangling fiery pungent blood-red chillies
calling a supper time warm-up meeting
Quiver taste-buds, seeing juicy star-fruits
Thorny twigs held shiny bulb-like Tahiti-lemons
Feel the warmth of a clandestine battle
inside my pitch-black compost bin
Listen to clattering firearms at war front
'o fighter microbes against bugs on my plants
In the company of godly sun moon and stars
feel loving kindness of drops from heavens
For the sizzling, whistling and cheering mode
its a treat by my talking little garden
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful encouraging poem penned. on this lazy time spending by gardening... help the nature help the self help the self always worth doing for others
Thank you Mahtab for your view and comment.