Broken Beautiful... Poem by Vivek Kumar

There was a time, I used to visit the gardens...
So many smiling flowers surrounded by a fence...
I walk there daily but never touched any of them...
Never tasted, always wandering at nature's gem...

All of sudden, I heard a broken sound...
Turned around and a fallen flower is found...
''No ever fell from so up to here'', I told...
It replied, ''In Hell, my soul has been sold...''

I picked it and took it home with me...
With some water, I put it near that dried tree....
Entangled both we are, may be our minds having wars...
Sitting there, watching sky, we both talked about stars...

Somehow I wandered into my dreams, up in sky...
Smile and Pain, life goes by, I always ask, ''why..? ''
Morningstar has risen, I opened my reality...
I smiled that they both were smiling, may be...

Back again to gardens, it's my time to leave...
''It will be happy forever..'', that's what I believe...
Watering to them, left the home, said, ''Goodbye''..
It was a good day for us, we both can't ever deny...

I told you, ''One smile to another, I travel always..
Somehow the pretty truth, nothing forever stays..''
Came back where that tree used be broken and bald...
Now green enough, it was laughing, ''what's my fault...? ''

There was a time, I used to visit the gardens...
But I never found that very flower in my tense...
''Who knows the next call or a taller next wall...? ''
''Life has always something for you, rise and fall...''